Dark is the night
mist all around
crackle of twigs and leaves
only the sound.

We look at each other
minds alike
run for the hills
run for the skies.

Settle inside with a drink
maybe two
snuggle up warm
as I say to you.

"Should have had a fish,or a bird to last,
least not a cat
you would have ate it's ass."

I with my Marmite hot and steamy
you had your water now your hot and dreamy
going to bed for tommorow will be
WALKIES...once more