Hungry Pete

w c

Hungry Pete

 

There was a cat called hungry Pete

And many things he did eat

 

He ate a bird most every day

And a mole that came his way

 

He was an alley cat at night

And ate from trashcans in full moon light

 

Each morning he’d come around again

And we’d again let him back in

 

He’d usually sleep the morning long

‘til a meal had come along

 

Then he would make his way

To his dish where food would wait

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 28th, 2017 01:10
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • jenncampbell

    Made me smile 🙂 thanx

    • w c

      Thanks Jenn. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

    • orchidee

      Lovely write wc.

      • w c

        Thanks orchidee! It's always good to hear from you and get your support.



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