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Lord Baby Blue Eyes

He was called to court for the sixteenth time this week. They wanted to gawk at him, they wanted him to speak. He was a lord who was a laz-a-bout. He had nothing else to do, But parade about his pretty face his handsome eyes of baby blue. Go his gad-about father urged him. Get a patron who is rich. Lie with many maidens, but don’t let your slovenly habits twitch. His mother rolled her eyes. Her ex was such a Tom! Ladies like a man who uplifts them she said, "So just go fawn." He’s so handsome! The felines twittered. They took his picture too. They put him all over social media. They loved his eyes so baby blue. Oh, yes, he was a pretty boy. He made them all swoop and swoon. A messy sloth, but no one cared. They loved him to the moon. The queen was almost as smitten as the other kitties there. She asked him to bend so she could peek at his underwear. He knew what she was doing but she was the queen after all. She treated him like meat. He loved the cattle call. What about a photo? She asked him in the court. He loved being here. They fed him honey mice and port. He ended up staying, living his life as a ridiculously happy sloth. Photos of his gorgeous baby blue eyes being always eagerly sought.

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Date: 9/16/2020 8:39:00 AM
Good Lord! What are 'lords' coming to these days anyway? lol. :) gw
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/16/2020 10:35:00 PM
I ask myself the same question daily.

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