The Cat!

Image: Hank's  grandson, Nabil together with his
mother Qaty. This pic was taken when he read one of
the poems during Hank's book launch last year (here)

Note: Hank's grandson came over to the house and saw
Hank working on a poem. Nabil started to hum something
Hank then encouraged him to continue and he ended with
one all by himself: (including his parting note) Took him
about 20 mins

Upon completion he said, 'I want it to be a little funny'. I think
he has the makings of a witty poet - all at the age of 9 years!

One day,

A sunny one,

I went to play

With my water gun.

I shot a cat,

It got mad.

It chased me after that,

I screamed for my dad.

Below Nabil's philosophy as a parting note:

Note from Nabil: To make a poem I say take it from imagination or reality. In reality, you might face a situation that rhymes. In imagination, make it up for example, my poem. I use imagination. What about you? 

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