Mr. Trowbridge (poem) by Kimmy Van Kooten on AuthorsDen

Mr. Trowbridge
by Kimmy Van Kooten → (All Poetry by Kimmy Van Kooten)
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Mr. Trowbridge lives in our house Up in our attic with a white crippled mouse...
Mr. Trowbridge lives in our house Up in our attic with a white crippled mouse He sleeps on a cot with a smelly old pillow He walks all around the rafters so billowed If you wake up too early, he�ll turn off your lights If you vacuum the rug, he�ll pull out the plug If you arrange your pantry so neat with your cans, By morning he�ll have everything all rearranged! My friends get scared when they spend the night And sometimes we spook them and tell them he bites! He�s lived in our house most all of my life But he can be useful if you need a good fright! His white crippled mouse will race through my room Once I almost smashed him with a little whiskbroom This made Mr. Trowbridge become very mad For when I woke up I couldn�t find anything I had! He moves things all night from here then to there Once I woke up and our cupboards were bare! Do you know what I found one time in our fridge?... A crippled white mouse and Mr. Trowbridge! There he was sitting all smiley white with teeth in his mouth that didn�t look right His crippled white mouse was gnawing a bone while he was slowly licking on an ice cream cone! Our housekeeper, Lucy, dared not to look For spirits and mice gave her such spook But, mom didn�t mind and would call out his name "Hey Mr. Trowbridge, stop playing your games!" Now,Ghost or mice in your house should be caught But there must be some reason why they continue to haunt One time I yelled out, "just jump off a ledge!, or Head toward the light, you poor,poor,dear... Mr. Trowbridge!" Copyright October 2006 Kimmy Van Kooten

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on October 27, 2006

Delightful and fun...

Elizabeth

Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*� Authors & Creations

This is absolutely delightful, Kimmy! And I would love to meet Mr. Trowbridge and his cripled mouse... I believe they would enjoy hearing all about a "friend" we have who loves to mess with our cooking and make an antique music box play when no one is in the room where it's kept. Aren't these "tenants" fun? ;0)
Love & Light*
Alexandra*

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

hehehe..LOVED this..

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Your ghosts sound much friendlier than mine, and a great poem, too!

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Delightful story for those who fear attics - almost an oxymoron there. I was scared of our attic door. I'd get to the top of the stair, look up to make sure the attic door was closed. If it was open, I'd turn with haste and trotted back down the stairs. Only when it was closed that I dared go up to my room.
Your poem revived thoughts of this. Nostlagia, eh.

Reviewed by CJ Heck

An adorable ghostly tale, Kimmy! I've lived in a house that I thought was haunted, a baby crying in the night, TV suddenly zoomimg through all of the channels, and the weirdest was my cat who would go to the middle of a room and meow and purr and 'rub the legs' of someone who wasn't there. Nothing really frightening, just odd things. I enjoyed your poem very much.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on October 26, 2006

I can tell you have a wonderful sense of humor. I don't think I could bear a haunted house. Victor