I, The Third Twin Kitten Poem by Adeeb AlFateh

I, The Third Twin Kitten



Open the door
I'll fly
I cannot read anymore

Your school room
full of scholars
but, I'm doom

I'm the copier
follow your mind
as the blind

Stick in my hand
to grope
the gone band

I'm wrong
my pen
venomous ants song

In the queue
I, the third twin kitten
lucky juice wait as the next due

Sunday, June 16, 2019
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