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Jan 2018
Look into that cold dismissive stare
Ribbons of past lives are lying there
Jade green eyes of mirrored mystery
Roll back the tumbling years of history
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This perfumed fur you understand
Once lay beneath Cleopatra’s hand
Emeralds about my neck were hung
In happy days when I was young
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A ships cat where I earned my bread
Stalking the vermin as they fled
Just to catch and not to eat
I laid them at my captain’s feet
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The cottage where my mistress dwells
Dispelling curses, cackling spells
Across the starry heavens wide
We take a besom broomstick ride
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You cared for me through my kitten days
And you worry so when I go astray
But when the full moon’s shining bright
I'm but a creature of the night.
John Lock
Written by
John Lock  41/M/England
(41/M/England)   
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