Micro-Poem (No.14) Sibling Rivalry
Why do they get all the affection?
It's not like I'm the jealous type.
Being one of four aint easy,
Everyone vying for attention.
The two girls, Phoebe and Fanny
Are favorites, I know it.
Sleeping in the bedroom
With Mom and Dad.
I sneak in when I can,
If Humphrey's not around.
My brother is a bully,
He always wants to fight me.
Life isn't easy
............being a cat..
Humphrey's away at the moment,
Or asleep somewhere.
I think I'll go and
..........pee on his cushion.
One of my all-time favourite songs.
Four must be my lucky number. We have four cats, Basil, Humphrey, Fanny and Phoebie. We have four dogs, Coco, Jackson, Ginger and Amber, four hens (un-named), and four children, Daniel, Jody, Jared and Trent.
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