The Poetess's Meow
Aw, she thought she was the perfect cat's meow!
Meaningless Poetry made her tingle.
You could even hear her bold crown jingle.
Nobocdy was as good as she, anyhow!
Here she comes now, such pietic expertise!
Kiss her skirt with divine reverence,
Although she makes absolutelly no sense.
Afterward, down on your knees.
I made her up just for fun.
Before getting dinner ready and a short run"
Shakespeare sauce on organic spaghetti.
Shades of the famed poet, Lawrence Ferlinghetti!
5/25/2021
Edited..Previous TItle was The Cat's Meow
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