In the U.S., May is National Pet Month. In honor of this, please enjoy this poem: I have a pet; his name is Stick; He doesn’t drool, bite or lick. He’s a rescue pet; I’m not a liar; He was about to be thrown on a fire. I don’t have to spend money on groomingContinue reading “My “Pet””
I’m about to let the cat out of the bag!
A combination of Caturday and National Poetry Month