Flat Cat Bob


Flat Cat Bob

by Pumpkin Flower

If ever you come back as a cat

Don’t live with Bob or you could get flat

He rolls his pumpkins haphazardly

Just read his post and you will see

No screeched meows will reach his ears

Even if he brings us all to tears

Making us laugh about a poor thing

Flung like a Frisbee , to the mourning

If ever my pet should die please worn me

Not to tell Bob for fear he’d adorn me

With a tale that might even be more gory

Than the one he told Mike, as "The Flat Cat Story"



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