A roach came from his hiding place <br />and went straight to the freezer <br />he opened it, stuck in his face <br />when suddenly the geezer <br />who owned the house and had been woken <br />by frigid freezer draft <br />he was a gent, and quite soft spoken <br />he saw the roach and laughed. <br />'Oh, you again, you must be starved <br />why don't you come for dinner, <br />wait 'til you see the roast I carved <br />I've noticed you got thinner.' <br />Well, they sat down and had their meal <br />then finished their dessert <br />the geezer said 'Please do not steal <br />I'll give you now my word <br />no house guest will go hungry here <br />or sleep in some old crack <br />I have been lonely since my dear <br />old wife did not come back. <br />The doctor said she is long dead <br />and that is likely true <br />so you can sleep in our bed <br />her pillow is for you.' <br />For eighteen years they lived like that <br />and then the geezer died <br />and when they came to bury him <br />the roach went off to hide. <br />He had not spoken to his friends <br />since back at the beginning <br />so now he quickly made amends <br />soon all of them were grinning. <br />And in the end the house was theirs <br />it said so in the will <br />they were the sole and rightful heirs <br />and they all live there, still.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/geezer-and-the-roach-children/
