A poem written by Jody during our stay at The Hope House:
Stuart Returns
T' was the dark night before Monday -
Not a sound in the room.
When all of the sudden -
DEJA VU !!!!
Stuart came a sailin' !
and Rhonda went a scalin',
up the rail to the top bed -
scared out of her head!
"There's no broom! I'll use these palms!", Merrily said.
All the swishing and coaxing to get him out the door,
poor Stuart didn't know what to do, anymore!
And this commotion caused such a clatter,
Tim sprang to their door
to see what was the matter.
He had in his mind what he would do,
for he came over, armed with a shoe!
Scurryin', hurryin', up and around!
Running confused, in circles, Stuart found,
he sure didn't want to be smashed into the ground!
So out the door he went with a bound!
Finally, Stuart ran back to his nest.
After THIS adventure he needed a rest!!
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