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Ce Chat [This Cat]



This cat is not dead,
He is simply resting at my feet.
‘Lest He be My Brood,
He would suckle at my teat.



Ce chat n'est pas mort.
Il se repose simplement à mes pieds.
De peur qu'il ne soit ma couvée,
il téterait à mon trayon.

Written by Mikash (Michael Ash Sharbaugh)
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Author's Note
I could not resist snapping a pic of My Beloved Cat, Flynn; he looked more passed than reposed; thus, I penned this explanation in French as a [weak] poem.
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