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Maybe it's me and my slothful ways but something and I mean something has riled them as they vault somersault and skitter in and out of my bedroom my cats I feel their frustration at my failure to launch into this hot hazy Saturday all my Friday weekend plans rapidly evaporating as if on the freshly tarred sidewalk outside my window whit howland © 2021
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 12:36 PM UTC
Cats on a Summer Saturday Morning
Maybe it's me and my slothful ways but something and I mean something has riled them as they vault somersault and skitter in and out of my bedroom my cats I feel their frustration at my failure to launch into this hot hazy Saturday all my Friday weekend plans rapidly evaporating as if on the freshly tarred sidewalk outside my window whit howland © 2021
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 12:36 PM UTC
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