Puma Poems - Poems about Puma

cat claw marks on a tree long deep angry looking gouges a huge animal, possibly a leopard, tiger or lion I envision this beast sharpening her enormous claws maybe a velvety black puma with yellow eyes terrified, my hair stood straight up on end am I being watched from the shadows?...

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Threw it all in sicknesses and in health Happy our sad ups and downs merry go rounds when wearing a frown you would be my clown when its all said and done its your paw prints in printed In my heart the sand paper kisses the winking tag The brushing bond the side by side protector at night The loveing...

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!51+alabaster Bender Biscuit Jab_rightcross Gut Wrench- Fleeing the hold. ah-ooh ah-ooh chopin reversed big chopin told me there it is! referre contact stay out of the action there the bell the outside ref made the call! we wanna see the other camera angle the Big Kualwhonah looks to be our winna! Aint to many satisfied fans here according to these boo's let go to the ringannoucer for the decision " i wish That Gal from Kentuckey was her" hold my saddle trim my toenails ye...

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You cannot eat me! I am the king! The old man said. The panther laughed and leapt straight for his head. You cannot eat me! I am the king! The old man repeated. The cat gobbled him up, showing him that he was defeated....

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Just a passerby who wrote some books of wisdom Enquiring into the Way towards heaven's bright kingdom Reading ancient steles in a moden day light Even using Zen as a reading stone for clear insight Molding a mind and heart union to birth gnosis You, Puma, showed how Christ and wisdom can guide hypnosis Poured...

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Moriarty was the consummate puma cat who knew how to play He maneuvered himself around in the library every day. Slinking in and out of shelves, landing on books about trees. Surprising an elderly librarian, who often stacked on her knees. She got used to Moriarty and began to bring him chicken and such. He started to referring to her...

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Lotsir B. Redlion and Vevor Gould's Pultez Vittez Vaulter manager. Was interviewed by " One Hot Number" Kazu Steinway. They used the Peavey Soundstage With an audience. During the Interview, the masked Lorsir Said so ment, cantar! Targus, Targus! And everyone laughed, So the interview frowned not Knowing the joke. Then off airmen Bushier said The bacon in the jam better be Turkey cause it looked raw To...

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Lotsir B. Redlion and Vevor Gould's Pultez Vittez Vaulter manager. Was interviewed by " One Hot Number" Kazu Steinway. They used the Peavey Soundstage With an audience. During the Interview, the masked Lorsir Said so ment, cantar! Targus, Targus! And everyone laughed, So the interview frowned not Knowing the joke. Then off airmen Bushier said The bacon in the jam better be Turkey cause it looked raw To...

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Lotsir B. Redlion and Vevor Gould's Pultez Vittez Vaulter manager. Was interviewed by " One Hot Number" Kazu Steinway. They used the Peavey Soundstage With an audience. During the Interview, the masked Lorsir Said so ment, cantar! Targus, Targus! And everyone laughed, So the interview frowned not Knowing the joke. Then off airmen Bushier said The bacon in the jam better be Turkey cause it looked raw To...

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Lotsir B. Redlion and Vevor Gould's Pultez Vittez Vaulter manager. Was interviewed by " One Hot Number" Kazu Steinway. They used the Peavey Soundstage With an audience. During the Interview, the masked Lorsir Said so ment, cantar! Targus, Targus! And everyone laughed, So the interview frowned not Knowing the joke. Then off airmen Bushier said The bacon in the jam better be Turkey cause it looked raw To...

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Lotsir B. Redlion and Vevor Gould's Pultez Vittez Vaulter manager. Was interviewed by " One Hot Number" Kazu Steinway. They used the Peavey Soundstage With an audience. During the Interview, the masked Lorsir Said so ment, cantar! Targus, Targus! And everyone laughed, So the interview frowned not Knowing the joke. Then off airmen Bushier said The bacon in the jam better be Turkey cause it looked raw To...

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You are gorgeous, a glorious essence of what a woman should be. Stunning inside and out, I am in awe of your dual beauty. I see you walking toward me, and I feel joyful and excited. You have the power of the ebony puma, sleek, fast and deadly. You are a cocoa princess, the beauty of the ages, the...

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I am sitting in my Lazy Boy Feeling smug and safe Unaware a fourteen foot panther is out there I hear a ruckus on the porch But the ten pounds of beef I ate for supper Is keeping me firmly in place Until the large cat leaps into my picture window....

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Ebony lies in a tree, waiting in dead silence. Green eyes missing nothing, ears at the ready Her cubs are hungry, and she is serious. A rustle in the grass, yet she does not move. Two unsuspecting hyenas; not terribly tasty but better than nothing. She waits for the perfect time to make the kill leap Knowing it is her...

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