Three Grey Cats
Singing sparrows in a tree,
Fading moon in a dawn sky.
A girl woke in her bed and found three,
Three grey cats. Kissing each head, oh sigh!
Do you want a warm cup of sweet tea?
Oh yes, we do, three did cry!
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June 21, 2015
Quatrets Rhyme
For the contest, Quatrets, sponsor, Isaiah Zerbst
Fifth Place
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