The Clucking And Neat Best Friend
A Poem by best friend
By Samyog kandelPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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Photo by Sam Moqadam on Unsplash
Whose best friend is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch him laugh. I cry hello.
He gives his best friend a shake,
And laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.
The best friend is clucking, neat and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
After cake and lots of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to him cheap.
He rises from his gentle bed,
With thoughts of kittens in his head,
He eats his jam with lots of bread.
Ready for the day ahead
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Samyog kandel
I am a passionate writer, trying to inspire other through my story..
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