by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Aug 2011 379 Views 2 comments
Washing Machine Cat
Smokey the cat
Goes round and round
On the wash cycle
Getting so clean
Hit the rinse, rid of suds
Now comes the good one
Full tilt spin o rama
For poor old Smokey
Flying round and round
Eyes wide like saucers
Washing machines sad to say
Not meant for poor kittens
Goes round and round
On the wash cycle
Getting so clean
Hit the rinse, rid of suds
Now comes the good one
Full tilt spin o rama
For poor old Smokey
Flying round and round
Eyes wide like saucers
Washing machines sad to say
Not meant for poor kittens
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
My daughter rang me this morning all distraught. The cat crawled into the front loader last night and got washed, not discovered till this morning. It is now at the Vets.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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