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Year Of The Cat
A pouncing poem
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Another year of the cat
Every 12 years
Even 1963
Is it the reason
I do not like dogs
I used to like cats
Now I prefer trees
and many people
Although I have not met
most of them
But I love every tree
wherever it may stand
Words can lie
especially those
of a preacher
Do not do that
but do this
and do not forget
to pay for your soul
I thought that it was
already payed for
It is the body
that needs to live
at least till tomorrow
Year of every greed
Just name those unknown
Affordable electricity
Safe nuclear power
The tallest prick
I mean building
Social chlamydia
Russian guillotine
Proud to be…
