Unpleasant Guest Poem by Phil Soar

Unpleasant Guest



"I'm going now", the visitor said
"Going home to my warm bed"
We didn't understand it
As she hadn't been here long
But when we checked the guest room
We knew she wasn't well
There was a rather awful mess
And a very nasty smell

Monday, April 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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