Sun or Sickness 22/05/23

May 22, 2023

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Sunday Shots

Have you ever had a Sunday shot?

All I'll say is I'd rather not.

Brandy, gin, or stinging rum,

I won't say they're fun.

All I think is work's to come,

so I'll exit and keep it mum.

Work tomorrow is quite enough for me,

so I'll learn to dip without a shot or three.

Cats

We all have a cat,

big and loud and always fat.

Dinner is their usual repast,

yet always ready to recommend you fast.

They sharpen claws on walls or doors,

then when ready they'll start on yours.

This cat has all of us,

meek and weak and powerless.

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