Clove Waterer

Another pounce
A tiny ounce
A little ball of fluffy fur
This aint a grown one
This aint a lone one
We dont call it trash
Just a bowl away from
Porcelane
Just a fairy hair prone
From mind sway
Swept by cuteness
Haunted by fur
You cant hear the calling
Wont know the stalling
Yet I cant say why
Nor shall i urge you
Nor convert you
To consider a
Soft and cosy
Fluffy and poofy
This aint names
Either is goofy
Ist a treasure
Precious and tiny
Some words are harsh
Some words
Some are repeating
But considering this
Gruesome knowing
The fuzz is
You neither want to
Stench up your mind
Because these
Can be painful
Yet cute and specially
Kind
Snuggles and crawlings
Scratches in wealth
This ones are cosy
And yet know sneaking
And this other thing
It aint rude nor is it wrong
But having the ability
Of acrobatics
Yet getting stuck is
Not very strong
Some ones require taming
Other need fire and mane
These ones aint for sale
But love paves the way
To stale



Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Emil Sebastian Hediger
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