Clancy

Oct 20, 2009 17:36

My cat died
and everybody cried
Everybody sighed,
oh mothers lies;
"The cat will be fine,
he'll live sublime"-
But it was his time,
He was not fine.
Nobody spoke.
We're all choked,
Not talking folk?-
Yes, since the yolk.
Another blow,
We will grow,
Apart
you know-
our hearts are low.
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