Love Poem: Crinkled Cellophane
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Written by: Emile Pinet

Crinkled Cellophane

As Jack Frost feathers the outside windowpane, my silly kitty tries to scratch through the ice. Although the glass looks like crinkled cellophane, stop wasting your time, silly kitty; be nice. Let's snuggle together and watch the frost form from my bed, where it is cuddly soft, and warm. Mom said it's okay for you to sleep with me, but you gotta use your litter box to pee. (Rispetto) 09,04,2019