The Learning Curve

Hats? Gloves? Socks? Table legs?
Computer mouse? Zippers ... destroyed.
Books ... masticated thoughtfully.
They are ingenious in their constant
infuriating habits discovering
myriad ways to infuriate us with
their insistence on chewing foreign
objects not known to render taste
or nutritional value to any living
creature. A result of which is often
injury and sick bay. Yet to scold 
these creatures is an injustice for
they seek to earn our affection and
do so not inappropriately by posing
as little laughable clowns. They are 
an astounding pair of small black imps
impervious to instruction they view
no value in obeying. And they
represent an "in" crowd all their
own. They have their focus and
their inestimable values for they 
are incorrigibly infatuated with
impulsive inquisitiveness; in the
process completely disarming us.