i am zayne

lover of: music and words,thunderstorms and full moons,mountains and sweet breezes,poetry and prose,nursery rhymes and firelights.

Friday, February 04, 2005

WHISKERS



2/03/2005

KEEP THE DOORS OPEN
I LIKE THEM THAT WAY
AND MOVE THOSE PLANTS OVER
SO I CAN GET OUT OF THE SHADE

SCRATCH MY BACK GENTLY
AND FLUFF UP MY TAIL
SING TO ME SWEET SONGS
SO SLEEP WILL NOT FAIL

GIVE TO ME WET FOOD
I’VE NEVER LIKED DRY
AND GET ME A NEW TOY
YES, A TOWER YEA HIGH

BRUSH ME REAL OFTEN
DON’T BE TOO LONG GONE
FOR I AM THE MISTRESS
OF THIS PLACE YOU CALL HOME.

I’LL NEVER TAKE ORDERS
THIS YOU WILL SOON TELL
RULES COME FROM THE SCOOPER
NOT THE ONE WHO IS FOR SALE.
zss

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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