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I need kitty haikus
Mon, 04 Sep 2006 09:29:03 -0400
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Bridget...
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Did anyone happen to save these when they came around? I have a class
project I am thinking about using one of these on, I'm not sure though.
I am just looking for as many ideas as I can get. If those of you who
saved them could just repost them to the group so I can get them from
there it would be great.
Enfilade...
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Go to web-search, to r.p.c.a., and use the "search this group" function to
search for "haiku." You'll get every haiku thread this place has ever
had.
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ingold1234nospam...
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I saved these from 2005; they were originally posted by Victor.
Haiku written by cats
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Mark Edwards...
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Here are some new ones:
Marina...
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I love your cat haikus, Mark! I'm especially moved by the one you wrote
on Frank's passing:
Sweet black and white cat
Rises beyond his body
To play forever.
It's on my memorial page for Frank:
Wish I had time to flesh out the page a little. Maybe when my current
work project is finished...
Takayuki...
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Frank was a real cutie. We all miss him.
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I've always loved you;
My simple purr is the proof.
Won't you love me, too?
Feral wants some food,
But hisses at indoor cat.
He feels so betrayed!
Homeless cats need love.
Their desperate cuddles say,
"I wish you'd keep me."
My heart is broken
Upon his old, worn body.
Cat life is too short.
A purr, in memory;
Gentle footpads walk with me.
I miss my kitty.
A joyful big pounce!
Gotta catch all these greeblings!
Kitten is awake.
You understand me,
But your wife has a surprise
In her brand new shoes.
Cat speaks gibberish.
At least when she walks across
My exposed keyboard.
Soft purrs, warm cuddles.
There is no happiness like
The love of my cats.
Hugs and Purrs,
Mark
Shiral...
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I just have one for right now. Nina was my inspiration as always. (
Unless it was her mommy.)
Terrible Greeblings!
Your bed is covered with them
But I'll protect you!
Shiral...
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And a few More:
Little soft white paws,
Yet when she runs, hooves thunder
Across the high plains
Monique Y. Mudama...
Slave neglects duty,
Our fishing pole does not play
We drag it to her.
The mountain is soft,
The volcano's snores rumble,
Claws cause an earthquake.
On a summer day
I like a wrestling match with
My sleepy mother.
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