Monday, September 29, 2008

You are the white cat that snuck onto my porch,
I loved you,
but I knew I wasn't fit to take care of someone like yourself,
what you needed was a mother,
or at least a heartbeat to fall asleep to.
But
I can be that cat by your side on the street,
and we can take care of each other,
and you can share your milk,
or I'll scratch ya with my cat claws.

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