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My Friend the Moth

I had a friend, he was a moth I kept him in a jar Now and then I set him free He never went that far At summers end, I took the jar And brought my moth inside But when I went to set him free He fluttered off to hide I searched the house for that moth Looking all around I can’t imagine where he hid And why he wasn’t found All fall and winter I did look I think it’s kind of weird That my little mothy friend Just up and disappeared When spring came, I do admit I was feeling better Until my mother found the moth Had eaten her best sweater!

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Caycay Jennings

Date: 3/22/2018 6:35:00 PM

AGAIN with sharp wit. Your writes exceed clever and are absolutely 'rhyme joys' to read. So glad I found you, Kitty! This one is also solidly, poetically told from beginning to end. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Alexis Y.

Date: 1/7/2018 11:48:00 AM

Hi Kitty, I enjoyed your "moth" tale. I loved the humor as well. I also read it to my son and he liked it too. I wrote a poem entitled the "Butterfly and the Moth" when you have the time you are more than welcome to read it. PS, I hope you had an awesome Christmas and your New Year is good so far:-) Alexis

Barry Stebbings

Date: 1/7/2018 9:12:00 AM

Nicely written, Kitty. Like the humour. // Barry

Kitty Lou
Date: 1/7/2018 9:14:00 AM

Thanks!