Any person that lives with critters knows what I mean by this
tentative touch with orange hair
gently skulking through the house
bump, thump, patter - he isn't there
perhaps now pursuing a mouse
anxious yet placid, demanding a place
be made for majestic repose
and yet I ask his furry face
must it always be on my clean clothes?
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