Two best friends had gotten together for a chat.
And upon the table sat the cat.
The cat was giving them a bad rap.
He thought that they were talking about a bunch of crap.
He wished that they would talk about mice so that he could join in.
Then it would be good chat among three best friends.
general peoples of the world still look at the round table like the cat but the chat lives in meaningless secret!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fun write, sir Lamar.....10++++++++++++