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Thursday, October 6, 2011

cat.

you sneaky bastard
i wanted to disdain you
rue your existence
not let you nap on my chest.
i was hoping you would be
of a crabby disposition
playful/ affectionate
is not what i had in mind.
and when you fart
little kitten farts
and then jump with surprise
do you think thats so funny?
you, cat...
i am disgraced
that sharing my bed comes
so cheaply to you
a few mews
a few pats from padded paws
and my comfortable
bachelors existence
is invaded by a feline fatale.
and whats this?
why am i carrying you up the stairs...
ayayay i am finished.

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