Gather 'round, Children, and Bri shall tell you a tale...
about a cat which, since birth, had no hair on its tail.
Oh, it HAD a tail, but it was a tail like that on a snake,
and no hair did the cat's tail have, but still it did shake.
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[[ CONT. ]] **** 'woe is me interjection Used to show that the speaker feels distress or misery; often used humorously.'
READERS, MY POEM IS LONGER NOW AND COMPLETE, BUT.................PH IS 'TAKING ITS TIME' OR....SOMETHING ELSE IS KEEPING ME FROM SUCCESSFULLY EDITING THE POEM TO ADD THE REST OF THE STANZAS. 'WOE IS ME! ' ****...AND MAYBE SOME OF YOU? ? ? bri ;) [[ CONT. ]])
Hope it ends well for the cat. My poems about cats never end well—for the cat!
Nice try, Bri, but better luck next time. This poem has no meter, but it DOES have RHYME!
Bri my friend, you have the gift of making good sense from little things with lots of good humour. A beautiful poem worth reading many times.