Marble is my Guinea pig,
I love him very much.
I stroke him every day,
his fur is soft to touch.
His pearly eyes look at me,
very inquisitively,
so I look at him back,
and give him a carroty snack.
I love the way his mouth’s upturned,
which makes it look like he is smiling,
and when he sees our big grey cat,
he always ends up hiding.
But one day that all changed,
he sat next to our big grey cat,
and snuggled in her fur,
and then our cat was sat down,
and she started to purr.
We were all so pleased,
and happy indeed,
I’ve never seen anything better than this,
I would have never given this a miss.
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Lovely poem, well written. Good work.