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A poem about my cat.
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem for a poor bat stuck in a hardware store that I saw last night. Of the ten or so people crowded around to stare and gawk, I was the only one who suggested calling for help. You should have seen the looks people gave me. I wanted to cry.