Five furry felines together
Enjoyed lunch in Spring weather
As they licked their chops
One said, “This meal was tops!”
“But what shall we do with the feathers?”
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Artwork by Luis Wain
Posting for Melissa’s d’Verse prompt on Luis Wain’s Cat drawings. We were to choose one of the pictures and write a poem about it. But, we cannot use the word “Cat” in our poem We may use synonyms. I decided to do a limerick about the Cats that ate the bird.
Roth Poetry 
Yes, they do groom themselves after a meal!
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:>)
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A gorgeous limerick Dwight
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Thank you my friend. So glad you enjoyed it!
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This made me smile, Dwight! I love a good limerick. 😀
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I was smiling as I wrote it also! Thank you!
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I’m sure you were smiling. I was smiling when I read . Didn’t recognize it was a limerick from how my crazy smart phone strew it around. I haven’t written one in a long time, I must write one soon, maybe for NaPoWriMo 2024.
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Ha ha… yes I smiled all the way through. Limericks are so much fun to write. I wonder why we never get them as a prompt on d’Verse!
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Very cute, Dwight❣️
~David
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Thank you!
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If they’re anything like the kitties I know, they’ll inconveniently leave them on a doorstep.
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Yes, you are right …. or floating in the grass!
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Nice write on that image. They do look pleased with themselves.
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Ha ha… Fat and happy! :>)
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Dwight, I love your limerick! I love how you used the title of the artwork as a line in your poem, too.
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Thank you so much, Melissa. The title of the artwork was what grabbed my attention. It is just what they might be thinking! :>)
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What a lovely limerick, Dwight! “But what shall we do with the feathers” made me laugh!! 🙂
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Ha ha… they are a cute bunch of carnivores!
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Haha! This is so good Dwight.
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Thank you Sadje! It made me smile as well.
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You are so welcome
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Luv your limerick; Dwight
Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much♡love
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Hiding the trace of your crime is not that easy… and maybe a few of the feathers will turn up in a hairball later.
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Ha ha… that is an uncomfortable thought. Might choke on a quill!
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With the winds we’ve been having, those fabulous felines wouldn’t have to worry for long…all trace of their meal would be blown away! Love the limerick! 💞💞💞
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Ha ha… feathers in the wind… I love the image. Thanks Dawn!
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Great limerick, Dwight! Way back, we had a cat that would gift us with a poor dead bird on our doorstep.
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Thank you so much. They are quite the hunters!
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They could use the feathers as toothpicks. 😂 Love the limerick!
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Wonderful , Dwight. Good one!💕🤣💕
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Thank you very much, Grace.
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My pleasure 💕
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Yours is the third delightful limerick I’ve read on this prompt. Limericks are sharp and pithy… the cats of poetry. ❤
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Thank you Susan. Yes, I love limericks and enjoyed the others’ as well.
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Aptly conveyed!
Tops meal indeed!
Disposing feathers is a job too 🙂
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Thank you, Anita for your comments.
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Delightful!
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Thank you very much!
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Okay….you made me laugh out loud!!! 🙂
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I am happy this made you laugh! Thank you.
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Just leave the remains of the corpse on your owner’s pillow.
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Ha ha… they drop them on the doorstep intstead!
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Close enough.
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You know cats well Dwight.
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