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Oct 2012
A querulous cry
from my peckish feline
failed to rouse me from sleep:

teeth entangled in the meat of my palm,
this hideous beast
bucked conventional wisdom in
deciding to bite a hand
to prompt a feeding.

I am considering the adage
of there being more than one way
to skin a cat.
Shane Hunt
Written by
Shane Hunt  Saturn
   Leanna Lynn Harris, ---, Anna and ---
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