Category: Animals
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The Boggart
When milk turns sour and the time’s not right,And objects vanish from out of sight,When noises sound in the dead of night,The imp’s playing its game. When doors are locked without a key,When four socks washed change to three,When papers shuffle without a breeze,There’s only one to blame. When laughter’s heard and no-one’s there,Or an…
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Messy Nessie
Hidden from viewFor the past year or twoIs the monster of the lochBut I stood on the shoreAnd heard an almighty roarWhich gave me a terrible shockI turned ‘round with gleeAs I expected to seeThe legend of the lakeBut the man in the suitWas a real fruit-loopAnd hardly a convincing fake
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Contemplation of the cat
The dark. The cool. The shade. It’s late. I’m alone. Footsteps ahead.I hide. Crouching silently. Waiting patiently.Twigs crack. Birds squawk. Eyes narrow.I watch. I stare.It’s now. Or never.I stretch. I pounce. I reach. I flex. I grab. I miss. Next time. I’ll feed. I’m hungry.
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Strange Voices on St Valentine’s Eve
Or Friday 13th, if you’re superstitious about such things. I was born on a 13th, so I’m OK with things like that. In the Mansion in my mind, Thomasina’s decking the halls and singing her current favourite song. If ever an ear-worm was ever needed, I’d have to say ‘Mickey’ by Toni Basil would most…
The Mansionic Perspective 