Harmony

A blind field mouse hit on a dumb cat.
'Hey! I hit someone and I feel the warmth of a fur coat.
I sniff a fresh paint of a kitchen and I would like to snatch a turnip.'
The kind cat took him away from his shrewd Master's rat trap in the garden.

* To Mary Jane Stevenson, California state director Organizing for America.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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