Purpler Prose
textual graveyard c/w overwrought iron gates [ephemera]
Thursday, November 3, 2011
You don't have to find it funny, [old poem]
You don't have to find it funny,
But you do have to laugh.
Eulogy for Taco's Near Future Funeral [old poem]
We wanted you to live forever
But you obviously didn't.
Your best maneuvers were aeriel,
The sly half-turn with airless paws
On the kicking away from a door.
The suddenly desperate flop that accompanies a rare but powerful head-butt.
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