Poem of the Day

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Cat and bag

by Nadine Cranenburgh

 

It rustles, bustles in the breeze

I’m creeping, peeping round the couch

Nearer, nearer almost there

I pounce, but wait

Now it has me!

Let go, you sack of crinkly skin

Stop chasing me

Please stop

You win!

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