Rooting For Furry Ball of Fur
Rooting for furry ball of fur
He'll never forget the night the white pussy
fell onto his lap. So soft and playful.
With green cat eyes that followed his fingers.
He tickled her nose, feet, belly. She heated
to his touch, purring louder. She was his.
connie pachecho
non entry to contest
1/5/17
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