Grace Whyte

(London, UK)

True Tale Of Courting

Off my pitch said puss to Alex,
this territory is mine, your presence
causes vex, intruder arched his creamy back
with cold, blue stare sat stiff, proud, gazed
around ignored Black's glare.
She is not a bad looking puss, ran through his
mind could be a nice mate if so inclined, he
eyed sleek black fur, green eyes glow, I know
I will be alright if I court slow.

[Report Error]