He Doesn'T Eat Potatoes
He's the cat's meow,
just turned five,
has a stubborn streak
half a mile wide.
At Kim's diner,
he held one of his fries
in front of his face.
"Do they put potatoes
in these?" he asked.
"I think McDonald's does that."
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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