“Bah
Humbug” on his Christmas Hat.

A
black that shines in the pale light.

A hat that only fit him just once.

Now
it needs tape to stay up right.

Grumpy little smile.

Scaly little feet.

Stopping around the tiled floor.

Looking for a bite to eat.

My sweet baby Timothy.

Nothing pleases you so.

I try to give you hugs and pets.

You hiss tells me “No!”

It…

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