Fly away little bee
Away from my kitties and me
Though needed for the flowers
Your stings last for hours
We all like your honey
And collect it for money
To sweeten our foods
And brighten our moods
But the stings are the things
That cause me to flee
From even the tiniest bee
That I might ever see
By Linda Gavitt 2013
Dogs Come when Called
"Dogs come when called. Cats take a message and get back to you."
"Of course, every cat is really the most beautiful woman in the room."
Edward Verrall Luca (essayist)
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