Watch

I had a shiny wristwatch

A sentimental piece.

I got it for my birthday

Received it from my niece.

And then one day I broke it,

I felt so sad and weird.

I planned to get it fixed soon,

But then it disappeared.

Now at the time this happened

My son was only three.

He’d learned to pick up rubbish

And clean things up with glee.

I figured he had binned it

But on that fateful day

The place he’d put my “litter?”

The kitty litter tray.

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