Yuric Our Fluffy Cat
Our daily cat,
that lives here with us,
has human desires ...
He has flashes of son ...
He has my wife as his mother ...
Seeks the natural treat that women exhibit
and even further the one who is a mother ...
He searches and she demonstrates and shelters.
He lines up and curls up,
it is all fluffy and cuddly ...
But at the slightest noise he gets agitated,
attentive stays with any gesture
especially when the dog
from the top floor it starts to howl ...
He is terrified, full of fear,
at that moment, further than one mother he needs ...!
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