The Night Room

Poem

It is past the evening of the day

The mice are scratching to find a way in

Tifa Cat is ready to play

She’s shimmying and intending to jump on on a whim

The hour’s past midnight it’s quarter to four

Should be going to bed

But I want to explore

A bag of Cheetos, a bite of rice

Some icy Coke would be nice

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Lucy Socha

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