Breaking News, in the form of a poem.

Oh man, this is going to jump ahead several steps in line.

We’ve all seen my cat-related childhood writing sample(r)s.

Well, today my brother (mon bon croissant fromage frere) sent along another gem, lost to the ages until Momcat recovered it and someone scanned it and JQ emailed it. OH MAN OH MAN. I do remember writing this, though I don’t know in what year. (Maybe 2010?) Erin– how many sleepovers have you had? Let’s narrow this down.

Love that clip art.

Please, enjoy. While I get my life together.

Please excuse the errant apostrophe.

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About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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