A Morning View
This morning at 5 am
While I sat in my garden
And read the morning newspaper
I watched two Parrots’s perched on
A drumstick tree,
Swaying on the branches, chirping away
And enjoying, the fruit of the tree.
Below the tree stood two little kittens
Dreaming of attacking the birds
Little do they know that should they even
Dare to go close to them they would be attacked
For, their beaks are sharp and a piece of
flesh they could lose in the bargain.
Then came the mother cat out of no where
And jumped on the branch,
To try to reach for the Parrots’
Alas she fell with a thud and the birds
Flew away!
Leaving the the cat and her kittens staring in dismay!
While I sat in my garden
And read the morning newspaper
I watched two Parrots’s perched on
A drumstick tree,
Swaying on the branches, chirping away
And enjoying, the fruit of the tree.
Below the tree stood two little kittens
Dreaming of attacking the birds
Little do they know that should they even
Dare to go close to them they would be attacked
For, their beaks are sharp and a piece of
flesh they could lose in the bargain.
Then came the mother cat out of no where
And jumped on the branch,
To try to reach for the Parrots’
Alas she fell with a thud and the birds
Flew away!
Leaving the the cat and her kittens staring in dismay!
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