Warburtons Wholemeal Grain Poem by Lee Fones

Warburtons Wholemeal Grain



spotted a mice scavenging after wheat
pitter patter of tiny feet
gnawing for babies treat
oh the taste can't be beat

scurrying round the edge
between barn railing ledge
scurrying towards the hedge
to watch its young fledge

hope it doesn't rain
hope it doesn't get a sprain
running time and time again
for warburtons wholemeal grain

Sunday, July 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
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