The Kitty Who Bragged
I have a fancy Christmas tree hat bragged the feline
And a sportscar red, and a tummy that is always fed.
She has never had to wait, listen or stand in line.
The rest of the class began grousing behind her head.
She had gotten this fabulous hat when her grandpa died.
It was the one thing in the house that gave her pride.
wore the top hat the next day, but classmates pretended not to see.
Afterall, one kitty admitted “She has never been nice to me.”
She’s never invited me to a birthday party, said another kitty.
None of them knew how poverty poor she was, it was a pity!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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