Poem: The Cat Lady

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The goddess 
of cats 
surrounded 
by purring 
felines
who gather
at their bowls
every day
only the best
fills their
stomachs
the fresh cream
sates their
thirst
they pull
her chariot
willingly
lie in her arms
for comfort
they are quick 
to defend her 
should she 
be threatened 
their claws 
rend flesh 
and bone 
asunder
do not disdain
the lady of cats
for she has
the power.
 

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