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Mar 2013

Sometimes, she takes up the teasing;
Other times, often involve in tossing.
Every time in my bed, she is meowing;
Which is for me, a mid- night annoying;
It is always better not to mess up her name;
She is notorious in playing funny game;
But at first, her looks are like all kittenish;
Her sharp blue eyes, slowly to diminish;
Set up in a baby face; she is so innocent;
But, can make, someone like me, indecent;
She asserts herself to two striking eyes;
And eat the flesh fast, in whatever ways;
Soon after, sitting on my lap to eat flesh;
Then, she carries to me a skeleton of a fish;
Bringing peace and comfort to herself;
Knowing that I love her more than myself
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
NOTE: The CAT* is being depicted as a symbol of women in a good sense !
Williamsji Maveli
Written by
Williamsji Maveli  Angamaly, Ernakulam
(Angamaly, Ernakulam)   
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