WHEN OUT OF SORTS – a poem?

Well there is Milton, the black cat who comes twice a day for food and a few meows exchanged back and forth 🙂

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WHEN  OUT  OF  SORTS

Anger gets boring
after a while,
like milk gets sour.
So, spend more time
with your pet.
If you don’t have
 one,  get one!
I want to write dog,
not pet, but that word
has been sullied into bum
and a bitch.
Don’t you believe it!  Some
of my best friends
were Trixie, Shorty, Boots,
Gracie and Cleopatra.
They make eye contact,
have empathy, mirror your
mind,  are warm and wag their tail.
What more could you ask for?
Nan  10/8/22
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