...those of you who know, understand.


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...particularly since my alter ego sometimes claims to be an ocelot.

I stalk the hallways of my domain;
lesser creatures tremble before me.

Poking my head out my door,
my pupils become slits
against the cold white glare.
Alas, "out" is not in my dominion.

I meow for the big green door
nearest my food and water,
but it also reveals a frozen wasteland.

The wide transparent door?
It need not even be opened.

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