my mother gives
me a nasty nickname.
She calls me Dr. Destructo.
It's true, I love to chew.
And I did eat those flip flops.
And yes, two computer cords (in one week),
And her toothbrush, and several other relatively insignificant objects.
But I didn't mean to spill coke on her laptop.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2021
*I thought this poem was an etheree, which I believed was a ten line poem with each line having one more word than the previous line. It turns out, though, that an Etheree is actually about syllables. The first line has a single syllable, and each line “grows” by one syllable until the tenth line has 10 syllables. So I guess this is NOT an etheree...