I did not write these cat haikus, but still some of them spoke to my very soul.
I love to eat grass
though it makes me sick each time
like you and vodka
feet under covers
are my mortal enemies
your toes are my foes
By Will Braden. See them here. Thanks Aunt Candy! And I would just like to say for the record that although the vodka haiku touches me dep down, it is not because vodka makes me throw up. I never throw up. I just love vodka. It's a simple kind of love.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
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