The Cheek! ..

It's almost done, new kitchen's in
Just waiting for fab tiler, Iain
I've paid out heaps, sold all my stuff
But it's one hundred percent tops

I work sometimes till very late
Open the door into nice place
My feelings are of pride, just l
Who pays the bills and mortgage's high

Completely cosy, a night in
The fire glowing, candles lit
I thought l'd sip a glass of red
Before l stumbled off to bed

On opening up my kitchen door
I caught sight of a slithering form
My swirling glass fell onto floor
Shattering peace of mind, for sure

As the intruder disappeared
I felt anxiety and fear
I peeked inside where it had gone
Wishing l had a big shotgun

Booooom ..

Just a thought, never a deed
It's only looking for some heat
I'll get someone to set a trap
Then hopefully that's the end of that

What a fright, won't forget
How that rodent's tail has swept
Over, under my swish room
Marigolds on to bleach an' broom

My place will soon be squeaky-clean ..