A parrot, well brought up, can mimic chat

Thinkings and poems, villanelle 1 Minute

I went  into your study, found a cat
Black with shining fur and amber eyes
She ran with startling speed ,near knocked me flat

I found your weekend bag and your sun hat
A tear ran down my face, then multiplied
I went  into your study, found a cat

I wondered who composed  the “tit for tat”
And whether any animal could lie.
Puss ran with startling speed ,near knocked me flat

A parrot well brought up can mimic chat
Some live parrots  love to rise and fly.
I went  into your study, found a cat

My previous cat would try to catch a gnat
There is no flesh on gnats,I used to say.
Puss ran with startling speed ,near knocked me flat

I kneel down  here and wonder how to pray
I shall not see my spouse on earth again
I went  into your study, found a cat
Who shot with startling speed across the mat

 

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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation

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