Touch Wool Poem by D.S. Bell
Touch Wool
It nags, it needs,
Okay I'll scratch.
And I scratch.
Is it happy?
Someone wise;
Would ignore
What it asks.
Not me.
It nags, it needs,
Okay I'll scratch.
And I scratch.
It's mellow now,
But only when it gets its own way.
But is it happy?
Someone wise;
Would ignore
What it asks.
Not me.
It nags, it needs,
Okay I'll scratch.
And I scratch.
And now it bleeds.
But is it happy?
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