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Mar 2012
Pesky Cat!
Fur bold as fire
Cold as wire

What a disgrace!
Screams the Goddess of race

Wow!

You got to get yourself together
Your mind is floating like a feather
Through the games we used to play
And the songs we used to sing

Now come on down!

Pesky Cat!
Claws hard as diamonds
Sharpened nicely

What did you do to your face?
Sings the Goddess of Hate

Wow!
Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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Ishmyre of the Inferiors  9th Ring of Saturn Box 7
(9th Ring of Saturn Box 7)   
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