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| Open Poetry #8 |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
So I sit down And in front of me behind the stereo Sits that fat cat of mine, The one that thinks Shes the only important Thing here. She stares off to some distant spot That for the life of me I cannot understand, and yet Often I wonder if in All the times of conversation She knows. Her cruel looks that she imparts Are her defense against my Simple and meaningless thoughts That I wish I wanted Answers to at this moment And have nothing. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
yep....they know...they know it all cats rule ... i have 2 new kittens...4 months old they are so cool..having two is a blast till they wreck my house lol cool poem MG... jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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