Canterbury Cats have lengthy tails,
And love to dine on garden snails
Before they visit their bed -
Perchance to sleep
Without a peep
Upon their favourite head:
They've three! you see
Now Canterbury Cats are ever so shy -
A girl or boy can make them cry
Before they scurry away -
A place to hide,
Regain their pride -
But then they're back to play!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2020
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