Trisharooni

By trisharooni

Beetle

I think that's her name.

She walked in this morning and presented herself as a blip.
So thoughtful.

She's staying next door for a holiday, but broke in on Christmas Day and had such a good time that she keeps returning.
She couldn't believe her luck.
Lots of people paying her attention and giving her tidbits.
Now just empty chairs still strewn around the garden.

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