Making Friends
The puppy, it played out in the field
While the kitten, it watched so closely by
With intention to join in, the kitten moved
As it caught the attention of the puppy’s eye
The puppy, he stopped for a moment’s pause
As the ball in his mouth had fallen to the ground
“Hi, my name’s Tiger, I play here, what’s yours?”
The kitten then retreated, without making a sound.
The puppy picked up the ball, to play then again
This time he threw the ball so far and away
So close to the kitten, the ball had then rolled
The puppy gave chase and to the kitten did say,
“Come on, won’t you please, play with me here?
Playing ball is much fun, but it’s better with two.
So, tell me your name, come on I won’t bite,
Do you really have something better to do?”
The kitten, so shy, but wanting to play
Gave Tiger a smile and a wink of the eye
Then starting to run and play with the pup
She stopped for a second to give a reply,
“Thank you, new friend, I’d wanted to play.
It seemed you were having just so much fun.
Oh, by the way, my name is Kiddems.
Now, try and keep up, how fast can you run?”
The two, now as friends, had played and played
Each day they would meet, there in the park
From morning through lunchtime, into the eve
They could be seen, playing into the dark
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