A Louse in Our House

There’s a louse in our house,

Microscopic, not intrusive,

Never once has been abusive.

I see no need to put her out

Unless she’s rude and starts to shout.

For sure I’ll always treat her nice

Alone without her family Lice.

They would force me to think twice.

Does she stay?

Or does she go?

Live inside?

Or face the snow?

Margherita Cilantro Foustanella

12/31/11

This poem inspired another poem written by a friend on November 9, 2019:  

A louse in my house! No way, Jose!

A louse becomes a multitude of Lice 

and just like mice, cause personal vice!

If lice are allowed to dance jigs,

they cause shaven heads and wigs!

Lice extermination prevents aggravation!

So no louse in my house,

I would rather have a mouse!!!!

 Jinxy Pooh

Daddy's Cake

My friend, Morgan Skinner emailed this poem to me today, December 29th -

Smells sweet like sugar
Tastes like heaven all in one bite
Feels like velvet on your tongue
Sounds like a ding from the oven
Looks like one of daddy's homemade cakes