Sunday, March 16, 2003

This Dr. Seuss poem is dedicated to my cats for their relative behavior last night...


I do not like
this one so well.
All he does
is yell, yell, yell.
I will not have this one about.
When he comes in
I put him out.


This one is
quiet as a mouse.
I like to have [her]
in the house.

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