Monday, 21 January 2013

a twenty first poem...'my moggy'

My Moggy
Was run over
Made two dimensional
Squashed soggy
By a Fire Brigade Command Unit
In the middle of rescuing
A feline friend
That
My cat
Had gotten to know
Lived across the road
Got stranded up a cherry tree
In full blossom
Belonging to a senile, old woman
With full bosom

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