24.April.24

*Barum-barum-barum…barum-barum*, tumbled kittty’s bum.

β€œWhat on earth was that?!?!?”, queried scrunch-faced mum to volcanic tum.

β€œInsinuation pooh-poohed!”, meowed fur-face ho-hum playing dumb.

β€œNo more mix for you,” sighed pinky. β€œThat garum is *so* not plum.” ; )