National Poetry Month--Day 5--Triplets--Squattter in the Shed

We're doing triplets today. If you want to learn about how to do a triplet, go here. Otherwise, here's my offering for today:

There's something hiding in our shed

I saw its furry squeaking head

I really really want it dead

The dog is avid to get in

The scent of it makes his head spin

The problem is, shed's full of bin

And junk and old computer rot

And everything that time forgot

I wish I'd won the war I fought

Too bad The Man is adamant

That what is in there is extant

If he cleans it I shall faint

Until then I must watch the dog

Scratch and whine at every log

Until my nerves are all agog.

©2020 by H. Linn Murphy