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My black cat stares out the front window
On the lookout for neighborhood foes 
Then one instance at night
When I had on the light
Her reflection fought back blow for blow

The desert is a sweet hunting ground
My cat, Ace, sneaks about without sound
But, more wily than she
A coyote, hungry
Up a Mulberry, Ace had to bound

I recall my cat’s first Christmas tree
A huge playground was all this could be
Up the tree in a flash
To the floor they did crash
Think she saw eight of her nine lives flee

September 5, 2016

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Date: 9/30/2016 2:53:00 PM
Fabulous string of limericks Randy I love writing this form of poetry:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 9/23/2016 8:27:00 PM
haha, that last one was a riot!! I really enjoyed this. Did you see the movie Nine Lives? It is awesome like your limericks.
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Date: 9/10/2016 1:44:00 AM
Wow, your cat Ace seems to have a happy energetic life:) great limericks:)all the best in the contest:)
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Randy Steele
Date: 9/23/2016 6:14:00 PM
Thank you, Jo. Ace keeps us busy.