I have written a short poem about my acute disappointment today when I discovered a severe housekeeping problem.

The fridge contains no sausages!
I don’t know what to do.
A sausage free environment
Is making me feel blue.

There were some in their yesterday
I’m sure there was, I’m sure!
So what on earth has happened?
‘Cos they’re not there anymore!

I look at Dad suspiciously,
He won’t return my stare!
He’s trying to act innocent
But the look of guilt is there.

I’m sure he ate the sausages
The ones I’d hoped to share,
So now I eat my kibble and
I grumble. It’s not fair!


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