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Saturday, October 12, 2013

Fickle (31-HP Day 13)

Meow! says Miss Clio.
Meow. Pay attention to me.
Meow. Pet me now.
Meow. Quit touching me.
Meow. Feed me now.
Meow. Not this food.
Meow. I lay here.
Meow. I lay here instead.
Meow. Too hot.
Meow. Too cold.
Meow. What? Me? Fickle?!

4 comments:

  1. Thanks. She was the inspiration for today's poem...as in this just happened.

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  2. This reminds me of a cat I used to have - she would jump onto my chest in the morning and wait there until I got up and fed her!

    Thanks.

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  3. the inspiration is reflected nicely in word

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