The Hamster

My friends call me “The Hamster”

I don’t know why but often wonder,

“Why do they call me ‘The Hamster?’”

It’s a question that I ponder

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I ask why while I try on pants

In a short and husky size

You can see the question linger

In my beady little eyes

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“Why does my girlfriend call me ‘Hamster?’”

I wonder before I to go meet her

As I brush my large front teeth

And spray cologne that smells like cedar

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I stroke my golden whiskers

And think with all my might

Good thing I like to stay up late

Or it might keep me up at night

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I eat carrots, seeds and even nuts

I just don’t understand

Why do they call me “The Hamster”

When I’ve never eaten ham

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© 2014 Karyn Linnell

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