

My Dog and my CatThe wind whips upon my fur I hear my enemy begin to purr His wretched whiskers raise my ire His disgusting eyes burn like fire Four paws each do we possess Both of us feel masters caress But nothing can make me us friends For His evil has no ends Hell taunt and tease me, Hell claw my back His kind know only to hurt and attack So in the yard I stare at my enemy Wondering if hes aware of me Only one Pet can prosper here So my feline adversary has much to fear I bound now, Vengeance is mine Now my Lunch He shall meMy Dog and my Cat
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Memories are perceived realities stored in the depths of our minds.
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"No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities." - Christian Nestell Bovee
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