Fishery
He is a fisherman from Guiana
doesn´t do Tonga, but the sea is blue.
His face is a map of America.
He fishes sharks (not Hemingway)
one of them took his arm.
Vengeance is mine, said the lord.
Crap !!! He says
and set red sail for China.
The cat wants out
It speaks in French Guiana
Is fluent in meow
Just off the tip of tongues
To the north in South America
Close to Brazil
They hone their language skills
Kitty returns an hour later
It is always impolite to talk
With a lizard or bird's tail
Dangling from your mouth
They leave it out
A mouse will follow
To study feline etiquette
Please close the door behind
In South America
Cats speak their mind
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