Sorry everybody.  More limericks!
 
 
It often puzzles me to discover
The things I am able to recover
From under the bed,
The dresser, the shed,
Not to mention the suitcase from Mother!
 
Endora's favourite has to be,
A ball of string (but don't ask me!)
While Tabitha prefers
The toothbrush which defurs,
Her teeth, Some form of dentistry?
 
They both like to sleep in strange spots,
Of which in my room, there are lots!
Second drawer in the chest,
Not to mention the rest,
The red jumper was pulled out for a cot!
 
When the weather is warm,
They sleep in different spots in my room,
Endora in the fur coat
"Not her own", I must quote
While Tabitha likes the privacy to groom.
 
An angry look I get from Tab,
When I have the audacity to jab,
Her in the side,
To wake her up -- (I lied),
I do it for the glare (it's fab!)
 
I love my girls to bits,
They send me into laughing fits,
It's fun to come home,
And watch them a-roam,
They still act like they are just kits!
 
 
Georgina, in Australia, with Tabitha and Endora
(Mum, haven't you got anything better to do than write limericks!)
[Posted in FML issue 3294]