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Phoebe MAG

By Anonymous

   My shoes tap loudly on the cold linoleum,

fluorescent lights blind my eyes.

Automatic doors open to a world of pets.

And then ...

there you are, like a black blanket,

curled up in the corner of your cold steel cage.

Your beautiful green eyes open and shine like marbles.

My hand makes a feeble attempt to pet you through the bars,

your fur feels so soft against my skin.

I have to have you.

I beg and plead.

Now you are mine ...

and i am yours.





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on Aug. 18 2010 at 11:07 am
Imaginedangerous PLATINUM, Riverton, Utah
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Is Phoebe a dog or a cat? Or neither?