When We Go Out Priscilla Plays Up

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I know I shouldn’t be here
But owners gone for drive
I’ll hop out poof ‘way felled-out fur
When they come back, arrive


Isn’t Priscilla nice,
still asleep in her basket dear….



So much nicer than my basket



Don Matthews
October 2020



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