Tap, tap, tapping at the Door

Tap, tap, tapping at the Door

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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Tap, tap, scrape, snuffle.....

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Aardvarks and Applesnarks,
filling in between the quarks.

They scratch and scrape behind the door.
They shuffle and snuffle across the floor.

I hear them tapping, hear them scraping,
wonder where they've gone a traipsing.

Aardvarks are on the move,
Applesnarks are in the groove.

Just like land sharks after the ants,
Make sure there's not one up your pants.

Feb 11

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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Highly creative amusement, Judy.
I'm a buyer!

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is great fun, but Up me pants? I know I am skinny, but there just isn't the space Judy, hmm might be fun trying though....are Applesnarks cute? ;o)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Busy words... great fun! It's just fantastic.

Posted 10 Years Ago


This reminds me of Shel Silverstien...love it... :-)

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on March 10, 2011
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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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