Short Pussyfooting Poems

Listen to poem:

Bashing bushes never worked!
As answers become vague touchés.
Matching hazy questions, akin.
Step up nosily, face-to-face....

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A Halloween cat on the ice
was chasing the Halloween mice,
but bored with affray,
the cat didn't stay
and turned her attention to vice.

for Chantelle's Halloween Meow contest...

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She is a chubby dancer, but the toms don’t mind.
She has such pussyfooting moods, and she is fine.
This was said by a wild alley cat, a friend of mine.
He did not know it was a put down, for he is kind....

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let me think about this
I told myself
it was only time running out
what is the laughter for?

I was remembering the pussyfooting
publishers
who dismissed this over lunch
maybe it was the thickness
of the fondue

I don't know
it's all just a blur to me now
the whole day spent dreaming 
of somebody
I never met

flying through the air
in a dream
we left the crowd...

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