Friday, 1 April 2011

Kitten

A kitten called this morning
Tempering spirit
It was early in the morning
I needed cigarettes
The figure eight you made
Snaked round and round my legs
I came back with cigarettes
I needed trust, you needed food
I gave you salmon, milk.
You gave me trust
A deal stuck this morning
On the basis of your need not want
And in the amicable world, the cut, thrust.
I never cut you never thrust
A kitten called this morning
I guess it paid, really paid.
Special offers, a meal deal.
A kitten called this morning

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