The Smoorsgord Beast
the snoring of a smoorsgord beast
is louder than a drunken feast
he flaps his lips like shivering cold
his nostrils wide like rabbit holes
his mouth can fit whole blocks of cheese
with teeth that rattle like windblown trees
it doesn’t help he sleeps so long
do smoorsgords sing their snoring song?
so brrrr and fbbb then hhaw and kkaw
o, nothing stops a smoorsgord snore
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2024
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