Tuesday 13th November

INK HEART:

The Muffin Man climbs up onto the tiny stage,
And starts dancing to the sound of a small wining child,
The dog smells the cake,
Stands up on his hind legs,
Paws on the edge of the stage,
And stares longingly,
The man stops dancing,
Glares,
And points a boney finger at the dog,
Forgetting who’s the master here

(K)