Best Chico Poems

White kitten with curled ears. How cute is he -
this little cat now barely eight weeks old.
My heart melts when his blue eyes gaze at me.
So sweet is he to look at and to hold.

This little cat now barely eight weeks old -
he gives such...

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He drifted into town one day.
We didn't ask his name
Or where he came from.
(Some guessed way up north.)
They called him Chico the Wino.

We didn't muse or ponder
That he was some mother's son --
Jack or Joe or Jim or John --
Who went over there
And couldn't go...

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Again, I am
In the throes of hurt
By the hand of the callous careless chico
that is always managing to put me there
Chico, did I make your time easier?
Did I smother you enough until SHE made it home?
Did I distract you enough?
Or did I not deter you
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