Once again I’m sitting, sit, sat
And up jumps the cat, pat, pat
I stir my coffee, clink, clank
Take out my pen, click, clack
And open my notebook, crinkle, crackle
Listen to the wind, swish, swoosh
Hear the old wood of the porch, creak, crack
What a good time to be alive
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Author:
Cheesencrackers (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: March 10th, 2026 08:24
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