Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Rikkki de Riiik by the Bard of Bat Yam, Poet Laureate of Zion

No automatic alt text available.You've torn the daily paper into a million shreds,
And tested the comfort Of all the chairs, sofas and beds.


Chased a zillion types of balls,
All over the floor.
Hiss, spat and cat call.
At all the feral cats and the dog next door,

And proved yourself so brave and bold.
For a tiny kitty cat only eight months old.

You're now a ginger little fluffy ball
Curled up tight asleep on the expensive rug in the hall.

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