Thanks to Angel Brian who is hosting Thankful Thursday as well as Angel Sammy for the fun pictures every week.
Xena: Me and Chia…
Chia: She means Me and Xena…
.Xena…have collaborated on this poem. That means we worked together on it.
Chia: At her insistence, we tossed a coin, and she insisted on going first. Not quite sure that’s how it works. Anyhow, she does a line, then I do a rhyme, BOL! That rhymed! Here we go.

The Weird House Poem by Xena and Chia (Chia and Xena)
X: Is this a house made of marshmallow?
C: If so, it makes a comfy bordello.
Xena: Do you even know what a bordello is, Chia?
Chia: No, but I looked up rhymes and it was listed. Thought I’d give it a shot.
Xena: OK, let’s keep going…
X: Or did a dog grow and turn to stone?
C: In bed at night you can hear it moan!
X: Or an aardvark who grew big and white with age?
C: Whose Mom gave it a roof, t’was too big for a cage.
X: Whatever it is, I’m not opening that door;
C: You might get clobbered by the resident whore.
Xena and Lucy: CHIA!!
Chia: Ok, ok, OK! I’ll try something else. Go ahead and repeat your line, Xeboo.
X: Whatever it is, I’m not opening that door;
C: Though it might be stuffed full of dog treats galore!
Xena: First, I’m thankful the poem is done. Now for The Big Thankful…we’re all very thankful that Helene didn’t visit us and rip our house apart and flood our yard and maybe kill us all and, and…*hard panting*
Lucy: Xena! Calm down…take a deep breath. Now let’s count to 2…
Xena: Thanks Luce. Let’s see. I’m thankful my folks are back and I get to cuddle with Mommy every single night.
Chia: Hey, Mom and Dad said they’re thankful for what they’re calling a Miracle. The outside sliding door to the porch fell off its track real early Tuesday morning, like at O Dark Thirty, and Dad didn’t notice that it was laying in the yard when he let us all out. He said it was a Miracle that I didn’t run off.
Lucy: Why didn’t you? You always do.
Chia: I’ll never tell.
Lucy: I’m gonna go take a nap.
Woohoo!! We’re a wild, crazy dog and cat when we coordinate (or somethin’ like that)! Thanks for chiming in, BellaDharma!! *crazy whole body wags* XOXOXOX Chia
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Deer Chia: Heer iss mee poe-em just fore you:
“THE Bordello” “When inn THE Bordello, peepell mite get two mellow. That’ss THE way of THE Fellow who mite really bellow….Not sure what they are doin, it mite bring them to ruin. Or maybee they just poo-inn!!!”
With apawlogeess to you Miss Amy an Xena!
Sinseerlee, BellaDharma an **shakin her head inn despare** BellaSita Mum
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BOLBOLBOLBOL!!!! Chia Pee Ess: No. In fact I’m pretty sure in order to get the treats galore we don’t even mention the W word again, BOL!!
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Java Bean (writing down notes): “Ayyy, so, in order to get the treats galore, do we first have to get clobbered by the resident whor—”
Lulu: “STOP.”
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No, no, the door fell down, it didn’t run away. It was ME who would have been the runaway but I didn’t run away and that was the miracle. Why does everyone think the door ran away? Chia
Xena: Be nice, Chia. I know it’s hard, but try. Miss Monika is our friend.
Chia: Phthhhh
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BOL!
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Good job on the poem. XO
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You guys are too funny. Good job with the poetry. A runaway sliding door? Whoa…that’s spooky.
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A marshamallow bordello is the rhyme of the year.
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Thanks, friends!
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We think you did a great job sharing the poem today gals!!
…and Chia did a good job not running off!
xoxo,
Rosy & Sunny
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Thanks Miss Cecilia! (Phhthh to Xena) XOXOX Chia
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That was a fun poem, ya sure done good with that one! Hey, that really is a good thankful, y’all get to have a door prize now. Thanks for joining Angel Brian’s Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
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Bravo bravo
I agree Chia if it rhymes that is what I thought too.
Xena: Do you even know what a bordello is, Chia?
Chia: No, but I looked up rhymes and it was listed. Thought I’d give it a shot.
Xena: OK, let’s keep going…
Well done Hugs Cecilia
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We love your joint poem for that picture. It was good luck that the broken door didn’t give Chia any ideas of running off. Maybe she’s finally learned that there is no place like home.
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Well, I suppose a sliding door COULD run away from home if it’s not on its’ track but you’re right!! I meant to say YOU!! 🙂
Hugs, Teddy
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He, he, it was ME who didn’t run away, not the door, silly! XOXOX Chia
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Well as always you all managed to come up with an amazing poem for this week’s wacky photo of the marshmallow/expansion foam/whipped cream/shaving cream HOUSE! BRAVO!!!!!!! You outdid yourselves. I’m also glad that you have your sliding door back and that it didn’t run away from home when it had a chance to.
Hugs, Teddy (and Mom Pam too)
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