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Monday, October 12, 2020

For Billy's Cat IKEA

 It's funny how I let you into
my heart, knowing I'd lose you.
But still, I named you IKEA
and fell helplessly in love with a
black and white cat who purred
and rubbed my legs.  No word
can describe the emptiness I feel
I wish to God I could appeal,
but I know some day my heaven
will be all my pets in procession.

Goodbye, farewell, I won't forget.
You were my favorite, loving pet.

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