My Little Cat

 

My little cat is quite quick for her breed

There are few to surpass when she hits the gas

You may catch her sass, it's all that you need

 

My little cat is not flat as a weed

She's more like the grass that grows 

We may ask her why but she will not heed

Heed who ?, for only she knows 

 

Why





Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-01-18 at 16:02

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