TT the tabby cat
up the cabbage tree,
just high enough
to eye-ball me.
Filled with a look
of high anxiety, she says:
'Stop what you're doing!'
'Come and rescue me!'
So it's downstairs I go
in a state of urgency
to open the front door
quicker than a key.
Then after a wait
to show she's in no hurry
in waltzes madam,
the tabby cat, TT.
Brilliant! Hilarious poem and great photo – thanks.
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