A monster with two heads is unhappy with his sleeping arrangements when it is a bunk bed – and no wonder. 5 stanzas of 4 lines each.
SEEING DOUBLE
Michele Lourie c 2016
I opened the door and twice said ‘hello’
With a pleasant smile
He answered back, ‘Hello, hello,” and
Stared, stared at me awhile.
I offered him a green tea, green tea
With a double snack,
He said he would be pleased, pleased
Then clapped, clapped me on the back.
I told him I was awfully glad
That he had come to stay
He said ‘for only one night, night,’
Then he’d be on his way, way.
He’d come to the big, big city
The sights, the sights to see
And to buy two hats to fit him
And, of course, to catch up with me.
I showed him to the guest bedroom
But he cried, cried on seeing the beds.
“How on earth can we sleep in a bunk, bunk,
As a monster with two heads?”