Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Poetry Year October 20

Gregarious the felines of a feather,
engorged by trick of weather,
that hurled a winter snow,
on huddle larks in trees below.

Upon these mashed and slipper streets,
they smile, then, as they grab their treats.

A winter city at play,
as the kitties pick through gobs of fluffy ice,
to partake of frozen delicacies,
that they prefer to mice.

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