Completely sincere feminist love poem #2
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O strong-willed and independent womyn
Whose blood pulse is the pulse of the seasons,
Whose mind is the mind of Gaia,
Who runs with the wolves of the night ...
7 hours ago
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My human is commiting an absolute travesty before my very eyes. She is drinking Bundy Dry & Lime. Must be the weather. Terrible stuff.
I shall scan my territory for errant silver tabbies from the south.
A talking cat? You're at the wrong blog I think! But if you can carefully sneak up and knock your human's woeful offering into the air, I'll be most impressed.
Tis an afternoon for goat at the wes, nothing less!
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