A Bull-Nosed Monster
One very light night, late in the morning,
Dogs hissed with warning.
I looked out the window with my eyes closed,
A monster appeared, he was bull-nosed.
A policeman chased him with a hose,
All the way up to the river studios.
He flew with his fins into the lake,
While eating lemonade and drinking cake.
09/09/21
Copyright © Catherine Smillie | Year Posted 2021
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