Blockhead

Written by: Sheena Slootweg-Langkjar

Some call me a blockhead
I don't understand
I mean, 
My head is not made 
Of Lego or sand

Why would you call me
By that name
It doesn't make sense
To say such a thing

I can be quite nice
And try to work hard
Last week I found
A stray with a collar

I took the stray in
My friends came on by
The started to laugh
And I wondered why

I asked why they laughed
It made them laugh harder
Until one replied 
That's not a stray

I looked confused
They started to laugh
The one that had spoken
Said that is my cat


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