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i hunt for food

The tigers feel odd

Everything my sweet is
An able trick

She climbed
She asked

The sleek chasing pillow
For a place – a dish
A frisky home to nestle in

I hunt food
And mean it

The tigers know everything
And the beast is coming soon

And we are cool
Clothed cubes of icy
Indifference

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