glorious alice

Rookie (5-11-1978 / India)

I Am Freelance - Poem by glorious alice

I walk on every roof
I eat all kind of foods-but
You cannot have what you want
The devilish Stella determines your food
I am freelance and named myself as Ryan
My friend Alan is held by her
Do not call me as cat- because
I m not moaning like everybody else
I hate the sorrowful rhythm
All indoor female are well aware of my agility
In winter...I sleep in Amy’s home
Her master is blind and deaf
My area rats proclaim me as a ruthless-but
I need to swell my muscles
Everyone has biscuits, milk and masters
I am often driven out by our area humans-because
I am not pet of them
I enjoy this life with my whole heart
Sorry...I am now going to meet my fellow freelances of Next Street.
The above were said by my friend Ryan 2 days before
I am Alan
He died yesterday by poisonous food
His carcass is still on the garden of Amy

A cat's story

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 4, 2009



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