In righteous indignation,
let yourself rise.
Indignant,
right yourself
and rise up.
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In righteous indignation,
let yourself rise.
Indignant,
right yourself
and rise up.
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Clever! I love the cat image.
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Thank you, Nolcha. Sometimes things just work!
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Great job on this one!
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: )
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I loved the word play! And the spin on the word! Nice! Interesting perspective!
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Thank you Lalitha!
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only a cat could truly possess that pose wearing a crown with little effort… great poem
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The cats have it!
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absolutely… i was working in a flower garden today near the back of the house… i looked up and there was a tuxedo black cat staring at me through the open window… i laughed so hard… didn’t hear him didn’t notice him… he’s so funny… that’s the second time he’s done that… spying on me without a sound…i say hello hello black kitty… not a sound not a purr…. not an acknowledgement but a stare.. no blink just yet… i can only hope for a blink and a purr…
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weirdly, our cats were hissing at us yesterday through the glass…because they couldn’t smell us, maybe?
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