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That calico cat is
mostly fur camouflage,
almost missed crossing
the unshoveled porch.
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She moves through the chill
in search of territory as if she
owns the property positing that
everyone who lives here exists
for her reign.
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Her fur is huge, big hair,
like a fashion queen sauntering
along a runway under the lights
to the applause of her fans
and the envious.
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This Calico tabby is like that.
Wherever she strolls, the landscape
is marked by her careful paws,
declaring our porch and everything
she eyes or brushes past, hers.
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Lady A
01-13-14
733p
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Loved this A. Reminds me of
Loved this A. Reminds me of my childhood cat, Calico. :)
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Not A Cat Person
The calico belongs to the lady on the other side of the street, but I let her have the backyard
whenever she visits. One day she was sitting on the wood rail surrounding the patio and she scared me when she moved. Cats mess with your ego, they are very there when they are there and will make you move over. Cats, not just a musical - glad to hear from you HW - be well. :D slc
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