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Cat Dominion PoemThe moon is bright, the stars are out.
Humans are sleeping, cats are plotting.
A feline dominion, humans the slaves.
Dogs are a bother, but they don't matter.
Yellow eyes fill the night, a scream fills the silence.
Half past one, a white flag hangs above the white-house.
At six am, the national news comes on.
You have a new king, his name is Snowball.
Now, build me a statue. In honor of me.
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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