Vermonica Takes a Bath
Her favorite song was playing called Spells caused with Wrath
Vermonia let the suds lull her to sleep in her warm bath.
The cats playing at her feet were tussling and struggling around.
She heard none of that, being hypnotized by a melodic sound.
Others wanted the tub, but she did not care in any way.
Felt she deserved it because she had a rough kindergarten-teaching day.
The next song was jazzy, but Vermonia did not hear it at all.
She did not wake up until her toes had shriveled down small.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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