Out and about, I never thought I’d see the Grammar Gremlins coming for me. They crawl through my poems. They stomp through my stories. They steal my commas and they eat my ‘e’s. I thought they were mine; only here to torment me. But I now know the truth; I’m beginning to see. All will fall prey to their tormenting ways. Try as you may, you won’t get away. Even the Daily Prompt team is not safe, I cheer with glee. For the Grammar Gremlins stole their “suspensful” ‘e’.