Pie in the sky!
I dream of golden riches, heavy sigh,
A crusty golden pie that drifts on by,
With every single wish, I tap my chin,
And marvel if it’s time to win.
But when I check, it’s just my cat,
Who stole my piece, oh fancy that!
Copyright © Malcolm Carr | Year Posted 2024
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