Wrapped in his comfy blanket
The pampered puddytat ponders
What marvellous morsel
Has his owner brought home for tea ?
Sardines, Salmon or maybe sausages ?
Something spectacular served up for supper
Served up with love by his owner
Freshly foraged today.
But please…don’t let it be
The tin from the top of the food store….a plea
It will only end up in the outside bin
And puddycat will end up looking thin
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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