Start Jamming Any Rhyming Form Poetry Contest Eve Roper, Sponsor Written on July 10, 2023
I’ll hang out here and hope to see My hungry heart filled to the brim With one of these little fish, my plea Is that I’m watching my dinner swim Carefully spinning, coming back to me I’ll wait, you see, there may be two Who would like to become the sacrifice For a good dinner, I only need a few Just a bit of tartar sauce will suffice My only wish, to taste them, to chew I’ll not hesitate to share my find With another kitty, someone I like Who will understand – one of my kind A purr-fect friend who will strike With a smile, bringing peace of mind I must listen to my owner who reveals The opinion that my hunger could kill These little fish who would be such good meals He says that, despite my hunting skill These fish are pets so their bowl he conceals
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