My little monsters on National Poetry Day

I ought to make up a poem about taking eldest and youngest to the library. Eldest looks delighted to pose for me doesn't he!

Instead I shall share a poem (author unknown) from one of the books we borrowed. It is National Poetry Day in Scotland after all!

There were two skunks -
Out and In.
When In was out,
Out was in.
One day Out was in and In was out.
Their mother,
who was in with Out,
Wanted In in.
"Bring In in",
she said to Out.
So Out went Out
and brought In in.
"How did you find him
so fast?" she asked.
"Instinct," he said.