David Darbyshire - Motti

Two bright yellow spheres
with black diffractions
a perked set of ears
I find attractions

The whiskers grow,
like a Chinese fan
this I do know
his claws, can open a can.

Motti is my Cat
I love him just for that
I play with him everyday
one thing I must say!

If I do not come home
and Motti is all alone
he'll have a great grand old fit..........
and right in the middle of my bed he will shit!
Just to show me, who is the Boss?

David Darbyshire

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