Table Poem by Catelyn Mefferd

Table



People are always spilling food
And drinks on me, don’t they
Know that I don’t really appreciate
That? Little Jimmy is the worst of all
Because he is just a baby and doesn’t
Know much better. I love when they
Clean me because I feel so fresh and
Healthy. Oh, NO! The cat is trying to
Scratch its claws against me again,
Can’t someone get her off?

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