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the pink sock company








yesterday there were cats peeing in my head

while the poet in me tried to knit something

















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  • Yemassee gold member
    October 13

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    Nothing worse than a yellow puddle up there when we'd like to write about beautiful lakes or raging rivers. Still, being who I am, I prefer kitties in my head to words of intricately knitted poetry.

    Just toss the kitties the ball of yarn and enjoy the show. Who knows, you may find the cats actually knit you a fine poem.

    Stretching that knitted metaphor as far as I can.


  • Candy Morphine
    October 13

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    AHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAAAA
    if i marry you, is that okay?







    -goes to marry every unexpected word you've ever written-


  • arafura gold member
    October 13
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    You should have got the cats to knit mittens for kittens...