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Snip, Snip Hardly a name apropos to Flickering eyes and purring grunts Squeezed from a feline laying on his back in my arms. This Napoleon could rhapsodize eloquent Could pester plants with feral scent And take the moon in tow Upon my weather-worried fence. Kittenish no more, endearing no less though Harmonious to nature in by being brigand To small things that flipped around a little too much. Settling abruptly upon leisured lap stalwart to petting, Showfully displeased from nap An episodic tiger in stalk, Napoleon, the undaunted. So when the time had come, Furry prowl turned more Belligerent. Kitty damsels taunting my boy Crouching bawling and all. The unkind cut was suggested a little more than once. After all, neighbor lady stated: Only right when her kitty Had so been kept from being mated. Or course it did not matter, One kitty courter of the male persuasion Could address the needs of so many. No, it was only fair. My Napoleon become Sweety Boy, the daunted. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2006-03-06 16:16:08
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.90000
Your Napoleon sweety boy will not be that. The operation does not supress their sexual desires. Last night my cat (an indoor one)kept running to the window. Something was out there (how does he know when he's inside and asleep?). But anyway, all night attacking the window. Too dark out there to find out wheat it was. We have cougara, bears, cats etc roaming here. Anyway, your cat will soon get over the wounds and become his old self again minus the trigger. The title was very appropritate. At first I thought it would be about a circumcision of the male form. Mine was done at age 8 days as prescribed by Jewish law. Didn't feel a thing!!
Good read. better laid out however watch those sapital letters at the beginning of a sentence where it's not needed. It will make for a better read. Meow!!!