A Childish Dream Poem by Phil Soar

A Childish Dream



I had a dream of a mountain stream
I walked beside it flowing
And a great big cat, squashed me flat
Without me even knowing
I woke up in a cold, cold sweat
My bed and I were wet
My mum had fun, in the morning sun
And I've not recovered yet

Friday, November 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense,silly
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