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A Sign On a Telephone-Pole

"My kitten is black and she loves the snow, and when morning ends the night, she jumps out of the shadows to show her blackness on all the snow-white. Because no one can see her lately, not since last Hallowe'en, when she walked on our fence sedately and the moon lit up the scene. Nobody sees her when she's napping and then they step right on her tail, so she tore up some Christmas wrapping and now my kitten is for sale... To anyone who has a well-lit place, who's not too heavy on their feet; sometimes it's hard to see her face but she is really very sweet."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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