It's the pattern
that first draws you in
a multi-colored Morse code
different on every belly
but they all say
the same thing
The anticipation
is on the tips
of your fingers
of what you'll soon feel
on the tips
of your fingers
FUR!
so impossibly soft
and
TUMMY!
so impossibly squishy
You are at the point
of no return
the event horizon
it's too late now
The claws bear down
and the teeth soon follow
there are no cuddles
only
OW!
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