Smoky Moosh
I lived away in the Aussie bush,
grey Cat escaped a smoky moosh {face},
he was eating Brown Snakes,
brought Rabbit for his Doggie mates,
a smoky kind of Puss.
Puddys can be fierce hunters,
they usually jump 3 feet in the air,
when a brownie strikes at em.
Quick or dead?
Don
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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