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This next poem is excerpted from page 62 & 63 of the book  Rhythm & Rhyme   which you can find on Amazon, as part of the Playing In The Sandbox Of Words, poetry book series: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09YMCRVZ3 The Pillager There is a man upstairs in your guest room Jumping out of bed he snags his boot on the sheets You’re lucky it’s not your best room Cause he will stay every night  For week after week! It was a good thing – at least at first But then he emptied the fridge and turned up the heat Then somehow the waterbed burst Now his soggy old socks Have stunk up his feet The wife yells Baby screams Dog barks And so it seems That your visitor Is just the Pillager And he won’t leave To check out a room he’ll come thru the roof Then tape it all up to hide what he’s stealing To catch him you will have to have proof And to understand him You’ll have to feel what he’s feeling Then he really did try to help out Mowed the back lawn with your electric face razor! M...