Wednesday, 18 May 2011


those little icy paws
leave wet pawprints on my floors
as they huddle round the door
waiting for "in".

The heater is so warm
Boy cats, they do swarm
with their sleek, graceful forms
two curl up close

Diva shows them disdain
her position the more fain
for spoilt girl cat doth aim
for my shoulders.

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