My kitten doesn't more
Smiled in his moustaches,
My kitten can not more ..
Smaller mice, mice, caught is...
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Guilty only is the weather,
He not, has not got used
To long rainy to seasons...
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for He adores east heat...
And he dies of melancholy
For the red for desert sun's...
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This is just lovely Tsira and despite the wet weather your poem made me smile - - hope your kitten has a better summer soon..... love Fay....xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful write Tsira...10++++