Sylvester the Cat and Tweety Bird
Sylvester the Cat,
the lisping schemer, would get smashed flat
by Granny swinging her broom in a rage
when he tried to lunch on her bird in a cage.
Tweety Bird,
clever canary, spoke when danger occurred.
Inside his cage the wee, wary one sat
and said, “I tawt I taw a puddy tat!”
September 2, 2021
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Sponsor: Joseph May
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