Three Pets in a Bed

Three Pets in a Bed

Poem by Iris Carden

There were three in the bed,
and all of them said,
"No room for a human.
Sleep elsewhere instead."

The human said," Wait!
It's my bed you're in.
Surely there's room.
Some of you are quite thin."

The pets wouldn't move.
They just wouldn't share.
The human said, "It's my bed.
I'm sleeping in there."

Then the human, quite 
unceremoniously,
Picked up all the pets
one, two and three.

She put all of them
out of the room with care,
then closed the door
and left them all there.

You know the above is all a lie.
In truth, she made the decision
to fit care fully between pets
and sleep in an awkward position.

This poem is from my book Poetic Pets. You can get it here.

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