Panagiota Romios Poet Rhyme

Le Croissant Du Matin

My warn croissant is all mine.
                Go away, dog, tis not thine!
                No need for you to whine!

                Try my delish hot coffee!
                Way hot, do you see?
                Please, stop pestering me!

                He left the room, me forlorn.
                Chasing a loud car-horn.
                Ah, my day of peace was born!

                               
                        

                             12/20/2021

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P.S. Awtry December 20, 2021 at 9:04 PM Doesn’t he know you are a cat person! Cute poem—now I want a croissant! Panagiota Romios December 21, 2021 at 5:10 AM Biscuit hates cats....but loves croissants. Maria gets ours at COSTCO...they come in boxes of 13. Excellent Pangie xo