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Mar 2019
Click-clack clatter claws at the doormat.
Right where our ramada had roofed a small rat.
"What was that?", asked the rat.
Which in fact, twas our cat.
Nearing fast to the rat
Who has asked, "What was that?"
Twas a blur, and a crash,
Then the black flash did slash,
But fell flat.
This was in response to a prompt in a poetry discord i'm in.
'Write a poem that focuses on the sound of the "a" in "hat".'

If you want to check out the discord here's a link!
https://discord.gg/6eSdZjV
Chase Parrish
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Chase Parrish  21/M/United States of America
(21/M/United States of America)   
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