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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Cat and mouse Within a garden somewhere out there, butterflies were dancing free from care. Thousands of flowers loving the dance, love the lovers and loving romance. A lot of butterflies full of lust, drinking and dancing in love they trust. Daffodil pitchers filled with the wine, drinking that wine was wholly, divine. Roses and jasmines fully bloomed, enchanted aromas sweetly perfumed. From its hiding a devious mouse, saw the butterflies right from his house. He ran to the garden, chased the fly, grabbed him tightly, bit him to die. Ate him like candy tenderly sweet, the smell of jasmines made it complete. Loving his food and loving its taste, the mouse was happy nothing got waste. Until he saw a ghostly shape, scary giant, he couldn’t escape. There was a cat with a smiley face, growled and meowed and started the chase. Running like wind, he didn’t gave in, hunting for food is never a sin. He grabbed the mouse in a playful way, ate him so fast then rested all day. The mouse tasted like jasmine and rose, the flavor of butterfly joined with those. The cat was happy and licked his paws, adored his power sharpened his claws. Until the next day there was a dog, with big shaggy tail, fat like a hog. Ugly and old he ran after cat, hunted the cat and ate him like rat. The dog was old and his fate foretold, he died in winter when air was cold. He died and buried and turned to dust nothing can escape from time and rust. The months have passed and years gone by, what else can we do except comply? Living and dying is a part of life. Life and death are in constant strife. The flesh of the dog made the jasmines grew, butterflies came with their lives renew. Roses and lilies grew one more time, butterflies dancing, dancing in rhyme. Another mouse and another cat, the playful cat, that ate up the rat. Another dog and another feast, after a while the death chose the beast. Life is a circle, circle like a chain. Everything goes and comes back again. There will be death for me and you, like roses and jasmines lives renew. 3/12/16 Haloo
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