My Poems

My Little Old Cat


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Thing’s look bad around this old world,

Nothin like when I was a little girl.

Had no problems, just a little brat,

Playing around with my little ol cat.

Go to the store and find a kite making kit,                       

Or maybe some jacks and a little red ball.                

A whole game in my pocket they’d fit,

Not just for me but fun for all. 

Especially watching kitty chasing red ball!

by Eileen Marie

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