Bait the Lines
Sunday, 30 September 2018
four dunnocks stu-stuttering,
breakfast on the patio;
what a surprising sight, as the
cat’s tail trembles to and fro.
mew, i would eat them if i might?
but hey up, away, it’s time to go.
the cat curls up, to dream and snore.
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