Love Poem: Wisp of Rags to Riches
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Written by: Jude Herrick

Wisp of Rags to Riches




                       Wispy, you stop it, stop being so cute, 
       adopter-of-warrior-orphanry spokesKitty.
     Little miss adapter to Life on the road 
   with your beautiful hearted companion, 
     honorary majestic in your captivity, 
  of "girls night out, charming the City" and the Firemen.

O "GravyMuppet" kiss of dirty bird, gravy dog tenaciousness, climber of couches, 
imp empressor of your mistress. 
Artist, drawing of bath water after your drawing 
with the feclined matters of scourging, 
you laugh in the face of stubborn intestinal closings, 
but no blockage in creativity, inn keeping 
her on her toes, 
or a little piece of you in her hair. 
No lack of caring by your mistress through and through, Love persevering, always there for you.

O Cuteness Czar- ina , "oh yes you are", 
in the Media Arena, doing your part, 
in the filming of Love's Arts, sponsoring hearts. 
Captivating, your part~Ropurr".

"Salivating, licking our lips for second meal~Purrina."


P.S.:
With crispy whispy whiskers aligned 
with camera light reflection dot pixels- 
mirrored in eyes co-signs
co-producer, "GravyMuppet Productions" equals the twinkling star, wink of the Divine, Siriusly an assign, 
to those with the heart and shave of a Lion. 

Dirty face and pup cupped mop tuft girls, give us more
glossys and blow ups of  
tigers chasing courageivity. 
Friend images, 
may they be destined to join the "gravy-"dog-star" accompanying Orion (the warrior humans who never compromise their heart's integrity, at action time)
, with pink strawberry beret and soul sister-companion, guardian, forever aligned.