Poem and Illustration ©Lesley Moss
Inky is my paper pet ...
Inky is my paper pet,
A cat with painted fur,
Inky is completely flat
She has a silent purr.
Inky Cat will drink no milk,
And she will eat no treat,
Inky Cat treads quietly
On crumpled paper feet.
Inky chases paper birds
that flutter in the breeze,
and Inky catches paper mice
who eat our paper cheese.
At night she likes to wander
beneath the paper moon,
stays out late with paper mates
and creeps back home at noon.
If Inky goes out in the rain,
I'll lose my perfect pet––
she's only made of paper,
and paper can't get wet.
A cat with painted fur,
Inky is completely flat
She has a silent purr.
Inky Cat will drink no milk,
And she will eat no treat,
Inky Cat treads quietly
On crumpled paper feet.
Inky chases paper birds
that flutter in the breeze,
and Inky catches paper mice
who eat our paper cheese.
At night she likes to wander
beneath the paper moon,
stays out late with paper mates
and creeps back home at noon.
If Inky goes out in the rain,
I'll lose my perfect pet––
she's only made of paper,
and paper can't get wet.
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