Playtime

by David Rorer, Cincinnati, Ohio, USA

Kitty, precious little one
Playing soccer with a crumpled ball of foil
Till it comes to rest in a corner and will not come out to play again

Running past on some kitty mission or just for fun
Sounding a little warning chirp, tail at half cock
Bouncing to a halt to put out a paw for a nonchalant toilette

Acting silly!
Me! No not me Daddy!
That must have been some other kitty!

Editor's note:

• If you want to comment on this poem, why not write direct to David Rorer?
• He will be pleased to hear from you!

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