He crept around the kitchen.
He crept behind the stairs.
He crept along the hallway.
He crept upon the chairs.
He lurked in every corner.
He lurked where he should not.
He lurked within the basement.
He lurked from spot to spot.
He skulked between the bedrooms.
He skulked where he could squeeze.
He skulked around the garden,
But the flowers made him sneeze!
©2002 Gareth Lancaster
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On 09/08/2013 at 01:07 GMT Sara from england wrote:
"Amazing!"