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His Cat's Meow

King Nebuchadnezzar, standing amid the garden lost of muse his glory.. A trickle in wine from up turned lips; warm it's chalice fragrant her rose Bouquet and these cobblestones; remembering Daniel their lions den ? Stirring the branches a sudden wind; her hummingbird, sipping nectars Neopolitan skies at sunrise his golden crown ? Writing, atop the ground This phantom's bronzed finger a psalm; "I believed, therefore I spoke..." Perplexed his soothsayer purple as clad the court jester; her Bathsheba Arrayed within virgin white silk ? Illuminated Angels and light; Ancient's Prince of Persia butterflies their silver wings pristine sprinkling stardust Upon a crimson cross ? Draped love's rainbow; horns of her unicorns.... Aqua blue fountains time's mist kissing Dorothy's brow while she sleeps Her lioness Nebuchadnezzar gazing about the dew ? Prophetica dreams.

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