Mavis Petch

Rookie (15/07/1933 / Sheffield)

This Be The Sonnet

My bowl I clutched with raw delight,
My thoughts adrift with timely awe.
The Kellog's box; a beauteous sight
What hidden wonders locked in store.
My partner's eyes with greed I saw
Were filled. The plastic toy he snatched.
Hot hatred seethed as plans for war
Raced round my brain. A plot was hatched.
In tortuous form would be despatched

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