The Compostual Existentialist

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The Cat

You lie on your back
Stretch yourself thin
You turn back your head
I tickle your chin

You lie on the bed
Pretending to sleep
Curled up tight
A soft little heap

I open a tin
You rush to my side
The toffees and chocolates
I just can’t hide

You brush up against me
Or play with my lace
Nuzzle your nose
Into my face

For you are a tiger
Or so you might think
You’re really a puss cat
Curled up in the sink

Ah thankyou.

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Author: stegzy

Once, long ago, I wrote frequently on Livejournal. I then moved to Blogspot, where I discovered that blogging requires an audience. So I moved back to LJ. Then over to Dreamwidth, back to LJ, up the road of self hosting with Muckybadger before giving up entirely and moving over to Wordpress. It was at that moment I decided I would spread my compostual nonsense simultaneously across the blogosphere like some rancid margarine. And so here I am. I am a badger. But then I'm not really a badger. I am a human. With badger like tendencies. I am a writer, a film producer and a social commentator. I am available for Breakfast TV shows, documentaries and chats in the pub with journalists.

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