Golden Girl

I'm pleased to be a ble to offer a bright start to the working week. And speaking of gold, he said...


My Cat Is In Love With The Goldfish


I wish she could understand
that the two of them can never meet.

Glass and water will keep them apart forever.

But she stares constantly, longingly, adoringly at him.
It's as if she's thinking
'You look good enough to eat.'

Ah! How sweet.


Poem copyright Bernard Young