“Downspout Re-route” – a nonsense poem

“Downspout Re-route”

The gutters on my roof are waterslides

that spiral ’round my house on all four sides.

There is squeaking when it rains

and mice scroll past my windowpanes,

slick and grinning on wet rodent rides.

11-23-14

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