Tag: Cats
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Winter's tale
AZatPP #W One day as the mist spread its wings And cloaked the town. A fine gauze-like chill cascaded From the heavens above, Rippling through shanties in alleys, Mansions in boulevards, And tiny slated houses in hedged compounds. **** Out went the bright morning sun Behind puffy mushroom-like clouds it ran. …
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Pleasures
The first touch of golden sunlight Lights up your tortoiseshell stripes, On another misty winter morn. Sometimes, I’d wish for an orange tabby Who’d chat and mewl with my talkative daddy. Ah, yet what a delightful sight it is To see you amidst Motes dancing in early sunlight! *** What brings you to our backyard?…