When it’s late and I just want to sleep
Out goes the cat for a creep
And we have no cat door
So I nap on the floor
In a rumpled godforsaken heap
About the Creator
Jo Darrall
A Geordie with a love for the fantastical, a penchant for creating works of art in different mediums & an accent obsessive who thought that perhaps dipping her tootsies into the written word might be a nice addition to her creative outlets.
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