Thursday, December 21, 2006

The Cats Go Barefoot With Grace

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[From Clink]

In honor of Ellie, Zac, Harold the Vampire Cat, Tony the Psycho Kitty and 9. This is not a cat blog, but we do remember them.


10 comments:

  1. You beat me to it!! I was going to put up that post tonight.

    Here it is:

    Night Excursion

    The cats go barefoot with grace
    Over the dog
    Over the sleeping feet
    Over the little girl
    Over the stuffed plush rabbit

    The cats go barefoot with grace
    Miniature figurines tremble untouched
    But for the porcelain mouse the pesky one
    Smashed for disrespect

    The cats go barefoot with grace
    Down to the pillow
    Down to the floor
    Down to sleep
    For another thousand years

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  2. What a fun theme! I'll take a go at it, though I'm no poet :)


    Snow

    The cats go barefoot with grace
    Across a blanket of unbroken snow
    Twilight darkens.

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  3. There is nothing quite like
    stepping in a freshly
    vomited hairball.

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  4. Please see the comments on the post called The Secretary Who Couldn't Stop Talking for more cat poetry. Oh, and by all means, feel free to leave a relevant comment on that post. But cat poetry goes here.

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  5. Mahjong went barefoot sans grace
    The day he trampled my face
    For while I enjoyed slumber
    He was tortured by hunger
    And considered that a total disgrace

    Yes, well I won't quit the day job.

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  6. The cats go barefoot with grace.
    Clink says "ha...chew!" to their
    face.
    She's allergic, you know,
    To cats on the go,
    A fact that remains a disgrace.


    I'm moving my poem to the more appropriate post.
    So far, I vote for mine as the best.

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  7. I put my first haiku in the blabbing secretary's comments, but I thought I'd try another one, in honor of Carrie...

    The cats go barefoot
    With grace, one turns on the stove
    Homicidal cat

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  8. I eat plastic while
    Barefoot, and with little grace.
    Read my blog for more.

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  9. There was a cat named Moggs,
    Who went about in clogs,
    but as he got fatter
    he started to clatter
    and frightened away all the dogs!

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  10. And I see my Mahjohg has a doppelganger..that looks just like him in the left hand photo. Maybe it is. The other cats have always thought him to be a bit of a poser. ;0

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