Love Poem: Crinkled Cellophane
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Written by: Emile Pinet

Crinkled Cellophane

As Jack Frost feathers the outside windowpane, my silly kitty tries to scratch through the ice. Although the glass looks like crinkled cellophane, stop wasting your time silly kitty; be nice. Let's snuggle together and watch the frost form my bed under a blanket that's soft and warm. Mom said it is okay if you sleep with me, but make sure you use your litter box to pee.