As Long as Mr Eddington Was There.
You think more
of Mr Eddington
her father said
than almost
anything else
and she knew she did
but her father drew the line
at her having him in her bed
and her mother
wasn't so keen either
I don't want cat's hairs
on the pillowcases
or on those sheets
or blankets
and so Mr Eddington
had to stay out
of her bed
and be content
to sit by the window
or on the window ledge
or on the small carpet
by the chest of drawers
and don't feed
the darn cat
at the table
her father said
it isn't polite
to have cat's spittle
on your hands
while eating
and so she sat
on the chair
with one foot
on the stool
in that
I don't give
a damn pose
and Mr Eddington
sat himself
comfortably
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poem by Terry Collett
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