Cinquain four
Black cat
Soft fur sleepy
Quick companion hunter
Mischievous serene shameless
My friend
Cinquain four
Black cat
Soft fur sleepy
Quick companion hunter
Mischievous serene shameless
My friend
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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