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The Cat was sleeping on the chair Beneath the table, that is where She woke to find herself entrapped She circled twice and then, unflapped, Stretched through a tiny gap and Like a slinky, or sleight of hand Slow at first and then quite fleet She descended indiscreet Streaking off to cat-knows-where Not two minutes passed out there When she returned swift and steady Jumped up, peered out, cat ninja ready NCL 2019
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Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
The New Hideout
The Cat was sleeping on the chair Beneath the table, that is where She woke to find herself entrapped She circled twice and then, unflapped, Stretched through a tiny gap and Like a slinky, or sleight of hand Slow at first and then quite fleet She descended indiscreet Streaking off to cat-knows-where Not two minutes passed out there When she returned swift and steady Jumped up, peered out, cat ninja ready NCL 2019
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Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
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