Alfred stole the food

humor, Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

Alfred found  a bag of food;

Dried shapes drive  this cat  to brood

Alfred used his sharpest claws

And broke the cover with his paws

So now he’s in a very mellow mood

 

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Published by Katherine

Poetry writer and author

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6 thoughts on “Alfred stole the food”

    1. His owners are away but I am not meant to feed him.Another person is doing it do I am trying to be hard but it is distressing me.

      1. Just love him… he will love you back! Every single compassionate action of love, deserves love to come back… believe me, Katherine. Merry Xmas :-)claudine

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