Hungry Near the Hen House
by Linda Hoffman Kimball
A gremlin from lands of the Nether
With a face creased and ugly as leather
Rubs his greasy old chin.
Then he launches right in
Gobbling chickens from toenail to feather.
It’s a crazy, busy time here. I've got plates spinning,
balls in the air and I’m putting out small fires all over the place. Maybe I should craft another one about a juggler. Writing this one has made me hungry so I think I’ll go look for a tasty morsel to eat….
Green cactus; Red rock
photo by Linda Hoffman Kimball
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