Kitty Poetry
Okay, so I like to write poetry - here goes.
My soul haunts me
Like a festooned hairball
Asbestos cough
Of an undaunted soldier
My four legs
are weak
I meow for my food
I die
As I purr,
my sandpaper tongue
curling and sleeping
a white plume
My soul haunts me
Like a festooned hairball
Asbestos cough
Of an undaunted soldier
My four legs
are weak
I meow for my food
I die
As I purr,
my sandpaper tongue
curling and sleeping
a white plume
4 Comments:
This looks like an angry teenager wrote it.
Go to hell.
Pynchon rulz.
Hey cat, you sound pretty cool, maybe we could hang out some time.
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