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Kit's Miffed

Kit’s Miffed

Kit’s miffed at the stiff toy he thought was his.
(It’s the leg to the chair I’ve declared mine.)
Being ignored by hands typing, not petting
Certainly isn’t fine.

Kit’s miffed at the shadows on the floor.
(That’s it, no catnip passed four!)
Being on edge by his own tail
Equates rest? – Fail.

At least 150 words were finished tonight.

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