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Mar 2018
Strange thing it what a shame it is
That friendships puzzles grow
That friendships waver, go amiss
That friendships chasms grow
The seismics of companionship
As, tectonic, we churn apart
Me, in climes, where snow doth drip
You, luxuriant, in summer's heart
The tiger, you, outpace my cat
As nature owns the plan,
I in laziness stretched, sat
You busy historian
But tectonics bring the rift
Full circle once again
Back the tiger and cub cat drift
Hearts never cleft in twain

I traced the darkling dens of life
To tiger's terse dismay
And felt so little of her strife
At first when I danced through the dying of my days
Hedonism pleased me so
I put it first for sure
I thought men with silly games
Were what my Love was for
But tiger suffice to inspire rebellion
Take arms 'gainst tyrant men in war
Love her to the power of a million
As cub cat flees the door
And nature owns the plan
As she and tiger on the tor
Put an end to silly man
As, illustrious, they roar
Megan Sherman
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