O. C. Calhoun is an author working in historical fiction, literary fiction, fantasy, sci-fi, and occasionally even very bad poetry.

                                                                        
       
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Poem: This Cat

This Cat
This little orange cat won't stop 'til he's fat.
He endlessly howls and thoughtlessly yowls.
He's not even contrite enough not to bite.
When he swipes with his paws, he uses his claws.
I can only choose to bleed or break down and feed.
Maybe if he gets his food he'll give me an interlude.
I guess I'll go do that, to get a break from this.

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