Cat poo
The way in the garden
The grass all destroyed
In time as it is now
The cats sneak in
Through the main gate
When there is nobody
The time of its life
The garden shade
The windy breezes
The cats can smell it
The poor garden stinks
The urine on the grass
The brownish stains of dryness
The grass will wither
The ugly patches; the barren soil
Cat poo
The game of hide and seek
You think the cats care
“Staring this is my world!”
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