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Irish Grey

"before the birds and tree rats wake"

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Irish Grey Sweater

Hot Tea and Kentucky Fried Chicken

spring just won't come to the plains this year

north blown winds from Canada

before the birds and tree rats wake

I lay in my warm bed and ponder

winter coat or my favorite Irish Grey

heavy starch pinpoint shirt and wool slacks

as I pad down the stairs my friend Bailey runs ahead

meowing and battling shadows as she goes

smell of sulphur as I lit my stove

the cheerful sound of my pot boiling

sipping I think of my meeting with the Major

lunch meeting this time where to meet

ah yes Kentucky Fried Chicken we shall meet

thigh wing and leg original I order

mashed potatoes no gravy please

putting my Irish Grey folded away

looking out my window

as the world twirls dancing to moon beams

all is quiet

all is good

all is right

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Written by fuzzy1954
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