The table with a chair,

the musician with a flute,

the man with a pear,

the crook with some loot.

A flip of a book,

a flower in a field ,

the wire with the hook,

the soldier with a shield.

The clock going tick,

my hand moving quick,

a dog’s lick,

the boy being slick.

The cat I pet,

isn’t a stray,

I think I will get,

a poem today.