From Your Evil CatA Poem by Renee GrossoDon't think too deeply about it, just read and laugh!
To My Owner,
Here is some advice, Or maybe just some tips; There are two things that I must have Both are forms of "nips". One type of "nip" (besides my mom's) Means "give me a little space!" I nip your heels, elbows, nose, Your fingertips...your face. The other makes me feel fuzzy Like my heart is full of hugs A high that brings me to the top Yes, catnip is my drug. Thanks for your time, Evil Cat
© 2014 Renee GrossoAuthor's Note
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