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Suddenly she wakes alert, Her senses keen, she stares, What does she see that I can't? The tension raises hairs. Focused, stealthy, she hunts the prey, Staring, sniffing wide and vast, She catches - mashes - the mouse to death, O sweet this child of Bast.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 3:06 AM UTC
Child Of Bast (Ode To My Cat)
Suddenly she wakes alert, Her senses keen, she stares, What does she see that I can't? The tension raises hairs. Focused, stealthy, she hunts the prey, Staring, sniffing wide and vast, She catches - mashes - the mouse to death, O sweet this child of Bast.
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 3:06 AM UTC
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