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Another Cat Poem. by Ian C Smith

Overheard in the early stages of these beige days,/my last challenge, trekking the desert/far from a ruinous prime when oases always shimmered,/two women walking laps refer to a dog named Smooth/reminding me of our cat dubbed thus as a kitten/for his velvet pelt that shone, catching the sun,/later regarded by our gang as an operator
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