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My metaphorical side at its peak... |
| This game of cat and mouse I play Exposing truth that's tucked away The whiskers brush my face, so light The claws are sheathed, but poised to fight With feline grace I stalk my prey With rodent speed, I duck away This ritual, this natures dance Is sensitive to circumstance The mouse trap, triggered Snaps down tight Big dog and cat, distracted, fight Thus extending one more day This game of cat and mouse I play |