Yesterday he tucked himself away for half an hour or so, and came back with a notebook with three poems. He didn't show me, I thought he'd come back with such an odd collection of things, so I read through the notebook. One of the poems was great - and yes I know I'm biased. It's all typed as he wrote it, so excuse any stray apostrophes.
I know a cat
That is very fat
Once it found a rat
It gave the rat a pat
The rat said: hey!
Please stay away
The cat looked hungry
it's hair looked hairy
it's mouth looked scary
it looked at it's lunch.
there was a big CRUNCH!
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