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Posted on January 30, 2012 at 15:57 0 Comments 0 Likes
I think we’ve woken up to her
And how selfish she is.
She, that is the cat’s mother.
Didn’t wish her brother
Happy birthday on the day.
Didn’t do the washing up
For her darling lover
Who cooked her up breakfast,
Lunch and a great dinner.
What a sinner, a sinner
Is she, the cat’s mother
Who ate it all up
Without saying thank you.
I think as a society
We’ve woken up to her
That she, who is…
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Hello Initial NO, and a very warm welcome to Sydney Poetry.
This is a social site built by the poets of Sydney (and surrounds) for the poets of Sydney (and surrounds) – and Melbourne too, why not!
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