In our garden stands Sara's kitchen;
a tall shed for breaking bread.
Come lunchtime, pussycats nine
come unbidden into Sara's kitchen.
followed by Ellie and Josie, without
so much as an "s'cuse me" or "how d'you do"
comes Sweetie, Honey and Lulu.
If you include my family too,
it's like having lunch at the zoo.
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