Soft and squishy
calls to me
I can't resist
the fuzzy belly
even though
I know
what comes next
scratchy
pokey
claws and teeth
encapsulating
a fury-vice
is not so nice
Did I mean to or not? Am I sorry or did I just get caught? Your mad because you say You can never know either way But if I had just asked ...
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