Tipsy by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

How’s the kitty that you found –
Sought for the local pound?
I hear it (he? or she?) –
Tipped its water dish – Oh me!
Then ventured to the litter box –
Came out clothed in shoes and socks.
Then you had to give it a bath –
Am surprised there was no wrath.
Then you had to blow dry too –
Is Tipsy entertaining you?

Love G’ma

Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill

Written for her Granddaughter Becky

Copyright Roy Richard 

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