When You Are Bored Do You Hoard?

Get ready for an It's Rhyme Time Edition of Hoarders! We have no borders. We will go anywhere to show you a hoarding lair. So what if we had to peep. We will just blame that on that Tom creep.

 
We went to a certain house,There was not even a mouse.But there were books by the ton.None from Pat, so we knocked them over and away we did run.
 
Another house nearby,Was owned by a guy.Can't you tell?A box hoarder isn't swell.
 
We stopped by Betsy's too. It seems her kitty crowd grew.We figured we might get lost there,Plus we already have plenty of cat hair.
 
75 tons of clothes,Sure can cause woes.Who the heck hoards all of that?We quickly decided to scat.
 
We also stopped by Mary's place.We quickly got a frown on our face.Each mutt tried to sniff our butt.Who knew she had such a hoarding hut?
 
Next was just this!This did not cause bliss. A hoarder who hoards this,Needs to burn it down and hiss.
 
Stuff animals galore,Were hoarded away at this shore.That is quite the pile.I bet they can stretch a mile.
 
More and more books.Gave them all quick looks,And none of Pat's once again,So we burned down this den.
 
Stopped by Mary Kirkland's place.It gave us a happy face.Snacks on the go,The cat's belly hung low.
 
This worked for our OCD.It was all neat and tidy.Don't you just want to knock them down?But you might make that hoarder frown.
So there was our hoarders display for today as we investigated each bay. Who could the others be? We won't tell at our sea. The clothes may be the ninja wannabe though. His naked clones are scary after all as they stand in a row. At least no one hoarded singing bass as that would surely annoy my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.