The cat always has to be
Here,
Or there,
Or somewhere
Near.
Just standing,
Or sitting,
Or laying down,
Halfway-twisted on her back
So that she can
Lick her cat pussy;
Doing anything
Just as long as she’s
Near.
So it’s not my fault
If she’s in my room,
Or on my bed,
Or my lap,
When I start to jerk off.
She’s the pervert
Who came into
My room
First.
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Published by lou rasmus
Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories.
His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.
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