Old Writing Series: Part 19::The Cheshire Cat

We must have been assigned to make a picture out of words. Yeah, not a poet…

The Cheshire Cat


I speak to my Cheshire cat,
In a tone that pleases him.
If he smiles ’til the clock strikes nine
I feed him liver which is fine.

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