Poem -

Kitten

Kitten

She was wild
and
had the amber
coloured eyes
of a lioness ..
She called him
Tiger
and since he
made her purr
just like
a pussycat ..
He quite simply
chose
to call her Kitten ..

 

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Marion

Lol...this brought a smile, I don't quite know why, maybe because it brought to mind Bastard Bazil as I read it...5 stars for making me smile and for terrific work x

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Neville

I aint gonna grumble at that .. cheers Bastard Bazil n you too our Marion P ............................................................................... Neville x

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Gwendoline

Well I was about to say, great play on words here Neville as once again you highlight your skills in creating great imagery and convey the subject matter so creatively. Then I read Marion and her bastard bazil is doing the rounds on Cosmo. Made me giggle again 😂 

but truly great writing 
Gwen :) 

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Neville

a giggle can't be bad ... thank you Gwen ..

AGT's Neville :) 

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Tony Taylor

BRAVO brother!!.....BRAVO!!.......Love & Rockets!!.......T xo  : )

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author
Neville

Love n rockets gratefully received Tony many thanks my most generous friend & back at ya ... N:)

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