The Transitory
The Transitory
A feline has
Moved into the shed
Gave birth
Two six kittens
I’m looking for a hammer
To hit a nail
Into the wall and hang
Up a painting of Jesus with
His eyes closed
Looking remarkable like
Gaddafi when he was murdered
The painting is a fake
Kaddafi was not
I shall miss his splendid
Sky-blue uniform.
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