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Mikeydred's First Poetic Challenge - Cathy Holmes
This is a series of short sonnets based on suggestions by Vocal friends. I will include a suitable video as well.
The challenge is “give me a subject and five words and I will try and create a sonnet”.
This is from Cathy Holmes:
Subject: Cat
Words: fuzzy wuzzy bitey little shit.
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You fuzzy furry feline
Running all around the room
Waking in a wuzzy fright
Two bright eyes shine in the gloom
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Feed me or I’ll get bitey
You little hungry furball
Scratch my leg. Shit that’s hurty
Four A M I fill your bowl
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Always hungry, I’m asleep
Always Awake, dead of night
Always scratching, show your teeth
Sure the birds will get a fright
You are my cat, I love you
Miaou it’s always Miaou
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