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Thursday, June 2, 2011
poem of Cat
(a poem) -- "That Cat"
Grace and peace and wisdom
define the cat.
Affection and wonder
are where he's at.
I feel better as soon
as I pat the cat.
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seriously addicted
talking football
this kind of thing before
never engaged in this kind of thing
a powerful aversion
center of our story
I tell ya we're rollin'
newsman
(don't) make a list
high brain rooms
fear, loathing, love
rain falling on my shoes
morning I met Ira
jazz economy
kiss kiss, bang bang
if we don't get some shelter
at long last, decency
that floorflusher
eggheads over easy
opened up my eyes
poem of Cat
bar the door
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