My feet totter along the path of the unusual...which is probably why I have the partner I do, Jonathan. Throw in a mutt, piles of books and art makings, and there you have it.
Nite-time's falling...
who gives a rap?
Turnin' on the music...
fingers start to tap.
You think it's easy?
Well, it's all a ruse...
That's why this Kat sings the bluez.
2 Comments:
handsome cat. having a blue rest.
a test for the happy snapper.
dont mention the string vest.
hey! I told you not to mention that!
Hey...you are really quite
good with words...noticed that
several times I've seen some of
your poems.
I LIKE it!
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