Friday, September 22, 2006
A pear-shaped cat contemplates the autumnal equinox
On the day that balances dark and light,
When the earth tips toward winters’ jaws,
May the Great Cat protect you all
And send you a harvest of mousie paws.
When the earth tips toward winters’ jaws,
May the Great Cat protect you all
And send you a harvest of mousie paws.
And for your humans, a bottle of wine
To complement the harvest moon.
For ripeness is all, as the poet said
And winter snows will come too soon.
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Labels: poetry
# posted by Aloysius @ 12:07 PM 
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