Down cobbled alleyways
Scallywags playing
Among battered dustbins
Where cats had been straying
Mist from the morning
Wets rubbish now scattered
Removed by the cats
From the bins very battered
It’s always the same
Down the old cobbled alleys
A restaurant for cats
And a playground for scally’s
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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