Get Your Minds Out Of The Gutter (Rubliw)
Summer
Soft soothing fur
A gentle kitten's purr
My heart is aflutter
In the scorching heat I melt like butter
Get your minds out of the gutter
As she stroked my putter
With her rudder
Winter
. 12/3/2014
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A sweet but short write. Nice.