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'I'm fed up looking like Father Christmas,'
Muttered Father Christmas one year.
'I need a new outfit. I must move with the times.

Poem

Catfish
take catnaps on seabeds
Sticklebacks
stick like glue
Terrapins
are terrific with needles
But what does a didgery do?

Poem

We're the Mafia cats
Bugsy, Franco and Toni
We're crazy for pizza
With hot pepperoni

Poem

Midnight. A knock at the door.
Open it? Better had.
Three heavy cats, mean and bad.

Poem

'On buses and trains you wouldn't believe
The crazy things that passengers leave:

A pair of crutches, I kid you not,
Hot-waterbottle, full but no longer hot

Poem

It is midnight in the ice rink
And all is cool and still.
Darkness seems to hold its breath
Nothing moves, until