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My Poor Cat.

I sold it in the shop!

By Carol Ann TownendPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
My Poor Cat.
Photo by Manja Vitolic on Unsplash

I saw my cat do a hop,

As I packed my things in a box,

I thought my cat was out,

But I am such a clout!

I searched every room,

I even searched the moon;

I heard my cat, catcalling,

I didn't think I'd trapped him!

I also searched my car,

thinking my cat couldn't be far;

but little did I know,

My cat was ready to go!

So, I headed to the shop,

Still wondering,

"Where is my fluffy pop

I then got a call

"You left your cat in the box,

And I sold it in the shop!"

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Carol Ann Townend

I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.

My book Please Stay! is out now

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I'm a lady who loves writing, reading, music, singing, and life!

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    Written by Carol Ann Townend