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My dingbat pussycat forgot the format of the thermostat in the place i housesat. He’s a rat of a copycat, an acrobat looking like a nonfat muskrat, killed a gnat-splat, flat as a doormat sitting at the laundromat- nonstop chitchchat, i love my cat. Copyright @ Sil Hattaavah 2019 catPoetryrhyme

Sixty Days Dry

I don’t understand, I’ve not had a drink for sixty days why isn’t my beer belly gone? Sometimes i wonder why I’m even fighting so hard to stay away from it…i had planned to make a huge deal over it today…i didn’t expect to have zero motivation. I didn’t workout either time today, I’m so…