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rose hopkins Aug 2020
She sauntered in and looked around
poised,ready for flight
the resident cat made a growling sound
he's not in the mood for a fight
she sashayed past as he stared spellbound
at her sudden hot dog stunts
she arched her back and danced about
then suddenly up she sprunt
rife with mischief she leaped and bounced
and he rose,and left at once.
For BLT'S challenge word of the day "hot dog" and I managed to get yesterday's  word "rife" in there as well.
"sprunt" :- to make a quick convulsive movement,jump or run.
  Jul 2020 rose hopkins
Richard Smith
The truth is that
We are finite
One life we have to live
To fill the world
With love and light
Not tarnish it with hate


The truth is that
We are human
Each and every one
So teach the next generation
To do better than we’ve done
The truth is that this poem could probably never really be finished as there are so many messages that need to be sent to the world and words will never be enough
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