A Poem
I must stop drinking tea
It does this thing to me
'cos every time I have a cup
I need to have a pee!
Working on the next verse, which will be about how every time I go to the kitchen to put the kettle on, the cat expects me to make toast, so she can lick the drips of melted butter off the plate.
More soon.
Thursday 13 April 2017
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