General Poetry posted April 7, 2023

Chapters:

...8 9 -10- 11...

Exceptional

A cat mom

A chapter in the book Children And Life

Funny Poem About My Job/Needles

by pookietoo

A Funny Poem About My Job     I am a mom to a cat named Sly. He has to have more wet treats than dry. Feed him right now, put his mind at ease. He is a cat, will not say "please."   His squeaky meow makes us laugh out loud. He would be scared to be in a crowd. He sits by the fridge until he's fed. He will lie by the edge of the bed.   Running fast is fun for Sly I know. He hates the heat, the cold, and snow. You won't catch him riding in a car Even if you do not travel far.   Sly's glad he's black and white, not yellow. Sometimes he'll chatter to say "hello." Sly knows the words, "hurry, let's go." He loves us, and we love him I know.   Needles   Needles are used again and again. They are used to ease many kinds of pain. Including dental, neck back, and head. They're many colors including red.   Crocheting needles-our trusty friends. They're used to weave in all the loose ends. They're used to repair holes on a chair. Felting needles will reroot dolls' hair.   Large needles are used to sew on a quilt; Will fix stuffed animals which are built, Used to mend many clothes we wear. Whatever is fixed is stitched with care.   Knitting I have not yet learned to do. These needles - quite large, circular too. Because needles are important to use, They should be something we should not lose.