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Jul 22, 2009
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Festival de Feline
Feline of my possession
what joy, doth ye bring,
that causes my heartbeat to dance
and causes my soul to sing.
How funny, is thy playtime
how cute, doth ye dance,
fate has brought us both together
playtime's ruled by happenstance.
Imaginary conquests
molecules only thee can see,
the way ye doth attack them
sincerely tickles me !
Fighting all the shadows
prancing through the air,
spinning 'round to greet thy tail
that a second ago, 'twas there.
Rest now, little feline
all tired from your play,
the sleep that now doth greet thee
brings adventures, for another day !
what joy, doth ye bring,
that causes my heartbeat to dance
and causes my soul to sing.
How funny, is thy playtime
how cute, doth ye dance,
fate has brought us both together
playtime's ruled by happenstance.
Imaginary conquests
molecules only thee can see,
the way ye doth attack them
sincerely tickles me !
Fighting all the shadows
prancing through the air,
spinning 'round to greet thy tail
that a second ago, 'twas there.
Rest now, little feline
all tired from your play,
the sleep that now doth greet thee
brings adventures, for another day !
— docmaverick, Jul 22, 2009
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raskin
17 years ago
Captivating
Lonnie
17 years ago
Touching and insightful!
Candlewitch
17 years ago
Festival de Feline
docmaverick
17 years ago
I made....
Seren
17 years ago
Another Smile from me good
docmaverick
17 years ago
Cats....
Antoinette Mar…
17 years ago
I can see.....
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