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[title] => Purple Cats
[time] => 2018-05-18 17:21:53
[hometext] => Seeing is Believing...
[bodytext] => He was sure there was no cure for seeing purple cats. Every day they came his way; theres no escaping that! Now purple cats will hiss and bite and scratch you black and blue; When all you see are purple cats ; what are you to do? He couldnt see the tabbys that other people see; That sat in laps and took long naps and filled their hearts with glee. He only saw the purple cats; His friends said he denied, the purrs and furs of other hues that lingered at his side. He deserved a purple cat; he KNEW it in his heart! He’d not be fooled by lesser shades; for he was much too smart! One day he met a rainbow, as purple as could be; Who said “Take off your glasses and tell me what you see”. Hed worn those glasses faithfully since 1953; (so he could cry for loves gone by; and nobody would see). He slowly slid them down his nose; with eyelids tightly furled! It only took one peek to see a technicolor world! Cats in rainbow shades appeared; from everywhere they came! Without his purple glasses--he thought the world had changed! The rainbow laughed “A cats a cat; the world wont change for you!”. "You saw just what you wanted to!" (thats what the rainbow knew). If you should see a purple cat (I havent yet, have YOU?)... Check the lens you see life through; Your rainbows overdue! [comments] => 4 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 40 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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