Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #416 - Caterwaul

"Last week, William used the word “caterwauling” in his poem. Daniel pointed out that this would make a good future prompt. Thank you, gentlemen, for making our job easy this week. Let’s get caterwauling!"


No wonder she was losing friends,
her constant kvetching drove them mad.
Bitter complaints without end,
no wonder she was losing friends.
On her sour-pickled puss, depend.
Nothing ever made her feel glad.
No wonder she was losing friends,
her constant kvetching drove them mad.

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