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Rubbish
The remains of today go into the bin Paper and scraps and an eye on the cat As I push down the remnants of stale chicken fat Her paw’s at the ready But so is my foot As I nudge her aside And always from the loot Pussy owes me no grudge For the deftly aimed nudge by Ann Slatter Rubbish click play button for streaming audio |
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