Thursday Oct 21, 2004

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If I was catfood... where would I be?
rallyb:
A poem by Shel may answer that:
"We've been caught by the quick-digesting gink
And now we are dodgin' his teeth.
And now we are restin' in his small intestine,
And now we're back out on the street!"

I say...in the kitty's stomach. Good think you're not catfood, I guess...

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