10/4/2025 for The Bruised Bird Poetry Contest sponsored by Robert James Liguori
Stella, the cat, has two paws, each, equipped with lethal claws. For this feline I adore, sadly and unfortunately, it's her nature, don't you see, to go on a hunting spree, as she's a carnivore. Cheesecake, the lovely parakeet had two wings (also, two feet). Every day (all seven), she would tweet instead of sing. Such gladness she would bring. And now, I can't but feel the sting. I hope Cheesecake's in heaven.
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