Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Cat Verse Dashed Off

//cat verse dashed off

>A thousand purrs are echoing in air
>now that it's almost dear old Hallowe'en.
>Numerous black cats will ride from here to there,
>seated on broomsticks straight as ancient queens,

(>behind arointed witches from MacBeth,
>who will torment you, old Will Shakespeare saith.)

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