2 poems about Fudge.

I have been having a go at writing poetry, nothing serious just a quick scribble so thought I would share them with you.

Fridge Raider

While we are in our beds all sleeping
Across the kitchen she is creeping.
To the fridge she makes her way
Looking for some easy prey.
Silently she springs the door
And lays her feast out on the floor.
Chorizo, salmon, ham and cheese
She gulps them down with gleeful ease.
The bounty gone, back in her bed
She snuggles down and rests her head.
She waits there for the sun to rise
And us to find her kind surprise.
She is my Fudge, my true best friend
I just won’t love that bad back end!

My Only Fudge

Fridge raider. Stream wader.
Under bedder. Hair shedder.
Deep sleeper. Bounty keeper.
Garden lapper. Knee tapper.
Eye winker. Little stinker!
Love bringer. Tuneful singer.
Early riser. Always wiser.
Yappy barker. Scent marker.

But who am I to sit and judge.
My life, my soul, my only Fudge.

So no-one likes my poetry?

Awww they are lovely and much better than I could muster!

Awww...those are fab

I really like the my only fudge one! i'm c**p at writing poetry x

Excellent, Rachel - really enjoyed them

Great poems!

Were they your first efforts?

Yes, they were my first efforts.......not done any since school.

Rachel they are brilliant well done
Dear old Fudge, she is a clever old stick too

They are great!!! Well done!