austine - Hello Poetry

We have a cat He’s a ******* and a **** I’ll give you that. We have a cat He reminds me of a loose woman He leaves all day and then again late at night. We have a cat My stepbrother bought him an ace little collar Sometimes he comes home without it on. We have a cat He goes out and shags all the neighborhood ****** Half of them are up the duff by him I bet. We have a cat We don’t treat him too well So he runs away from us. We have a cat His life with the neighbors is far better He’d bite your arm off to be there instead of here. We have a cat I know how he feels I bit my arm off to be with the neighbors instead of you. We have a cat He and I are quite the same I follow out on his paws when he leaves. We have a cat You killed the cat Now **** me too.

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Feb 1, 2012

Feb 1, 2012 at 10:21 PM UTC

austine

We have a cat

We have a cat He’s a ******* and a **** I’ll give you that. We have a cat He reminds me of a loose woman He leaves all day and then again late at night. We have a cat My stepbrother bought him an ace little collar Sometimes he comes home without it on. We have a cat He goes out and shags all the neighborhood ****** Half of them are up the duff by him I bet. We have a cat We don’t treat him too well So he runs away from us. We have a cat His life with the neighbors is far better He’d bite your arm off to be there instead of here. We have a cat I know how he feels I bit my arm off to be with the neighbors instead of you. We have a cat He and I are quite the same I follow out on his paws when he leaves. We have a cat You killed the cat Now **** me too.

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I miss cow grass The kind they can actually chew on when hungry The kind you can dig your feet in and feel Relief. I miss horse clouds The steamy breath as they pull their people through the snow The kind that smells like hay and feels Warm. I miss home Not a house or a place But a people I don’t know Anymore.

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Jan 31, 2012

Jan 31, 2012 at 11:38 PM UTC

austine

Cow Grass

I miss cow grass The kind they can actually chew on when hungry The kind you can dig your feet in and feel Relief. I miss horse clouds The steamy breath as they pull their people through the snow The kind that smells like hay and feels Warm. I miss home Not a house or a place But a people I don’t know Anymore.

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I remember when we had so much in common, When I was innocent and you were lonely, You said angry but we both know You were just alone. You said I saved you, But I was just your cancer. You smoke so much, You care so little, You live to take the pain I gave you And exploit me. I said you saved me, But you are just a cancer. You must forget that I hurt too, That when you strip me down And put me on display I see my shame too. We don’t believe in being saved, Eventually we are all eaten by cancer.

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Jan 31, 2012

Jan 31, 2012 at 11:27 PM UTC

austine

Cancer

I remember when we had so much in common, When I was innocent and you were lonely, You said angry but we both know You were just alone. You said I saved you, But I was just your cancer. You smoke so much, You care so little, You live to take the pain I gave you And exploit me. I said you saved me, But you are just a cancer. You must forget that I hurt too, That when you strip me down And put me on display I see my shame too. We don’t believe in being saved, Eventually we are all eaten by cancer.

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