Hunting DinosaursA Poem by Debbie BarryA nursery rhyme about the dreams of one of my cats.Hunting Dinosaurs
When the Pretty, Precious Princess For small dinosaurs did stalk; She crept to the bird feeder, And one flapp’d wings, and it did squawk. So on it she tried to pounce.
From the Pretty, Precious Princess, With a swoop and startl’d “Coo!” All the feather’d dinosaurs Flew away from her that sad day, And the Princess just said, “Mew!” © 2018 Debbie BarryAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDebbie BarryClarkston, MIAboutI live with my husband in southeastern Michigan with our two cats, Mister and Goblin. We enjoy exploring history through French and Indian War re-enactment and through medieval re-enactment in the So.. more..Writing
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