What's this?
It can't be.
A dead cat?
I think it's staring at me.
Black, dangling,
feathers, noose
in memory of
dear mother goose.
ceiling, tacks,
hanging free
can't forget hot dogs
suspended in plasma
in a Ziploc baggie
Ah, yes, now it's
coming back to me.
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4 comments:
lol...this must be an inside joke.....a very funny one.
HA HA! I think Shauna will love it!
Jenna! I found your blog from my folks telling me to read Krysta's topper dog story. How cool is this!
Your family is beatiful!
Excellent.
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