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Friday, July 14, 2006

Toes In The Clothes


Up here on this cozy shelf
I lay my body down
Toes in the clothes
Momma's shirts are all around.

Hiding from the world
Tucked away up here
Toes in the clothes
And Patches can't get near.

Mittens Pollypaws
7/13/06

Posted by One Of The Girls at 7:04 AM

16 Comments

  • Blogger The Meezers posted at 6:51 AM  
    Mittens, my bestest furriend, that was a furry furry great poem! You look furry comfortable up there. I wish I could jump up on fings again. I am too stiff to jump up on anyfing anymore. - Your bestest furriend - Trixie
  • Blogger danielle posted at 7:56 AM  
    I didn't know what a good poet you were. Very nice. you do look so comfy.
  • Blogger Edsel/The Pooch posted at 9:00 AM  
    Mittens - a lovely poem, you are very talented
  • Blogger Gigolo Kitty posted at 9:33 AM  
    What a fine poet you are!
  • Blogger Gemini posted at 11:04 AM  
    What a nice poem, Mittens. And what a nice place to snuggle you have!
  • Blogger Zeus posted at 11:42 AM  
    What a lovely poem, Miss Mittens. You are so very talented with your prose!
  • Blogger The Tower Hill Mob posted at 2:20 PM  
    We didn't know you were so talented, Mittens. We wish Grandma had a computer so she could see your wonderful website for herself. Our Mum tells her all about it.
    Toby likes to sleep in the closet, too, but he just sleeps; he doesn't wax poetic about it, unless you count snoring...
    Tilly and Toby
  • Blogger Scooby, Shaggy & Scout posted at 2:56 PM  
    We love your poetry. Saw lots of it your archives! And that is a great hidepput you found!
  • Blogger LHK posted at 3:45 PM  
    Dear Miss Pollytoes;

    Your are a true poet!
    I don't get to sleep in my person't clothes, clean or not, she puts it away so fast. Says she doesn't want a lot of my fur following her to work. I guess it would make her lonesome for me all day when whe is gone. Sometimes I pull down a towel from the bathroom towelbar and make a nest out of it. I don't even care if its wet :)

    I'm glad that you like my foot, with all your toes I know that you are an expert foot looker.

    --- Beezer
  • Blogger Derby posted at 4:05 PM  
    I don't get to snuggle with the clothes either. But you look mightly comfy there.
  • Blogger Ayla posted at 4:41 PM  
    And people wonder why I sleep in the laundry basket. Humans...
  • Blogger Emma's Kat posted at 5:15 PM  
    Mittens! I didn't know you were such the poet!! Then again, haven't known you too long! That was beautiful! Can't wait to see more of your work! Good job!
  • Blogger one of us posted at 7:57 PM  
    That is a truely inspired poem and a very cute picture ~Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko
  • Blogger Hot(M)BC posted at 1:21 AM  
    You not only have wonderful toes and a lovely face, but you're a wonderful poet too. You're something special, Mittens. :)

    ~~ Mom Robyn
  • Blogger Victor Tabbycat posted at 8:27 AM  
    That am a lurvly poem, Ms. Mittens. You've said the way I feel when I snuggle in the laundry. Thanks for sharing your creativity wif us.
  • Blogger Feline Oligarchy posted at 8:59 PM  
    You look so comfortable in your special place. It must also be very inspirational for your creative writing. What a wonderful poem!
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