Kept Cat
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Kept Cat
You called me your dream bird, now it's too late
We'd fly off in bliss, our purr-fect dream date
I deemed you my winner
you deemed me your dinner
How does it feel to be my kept cat, mate?
Copyright © Robert Gorelick | Year Posted 2024
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