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Grace while prowling,
Fierce while growling.
Feline beauty that's otherworldly.
Orange and black,
No turning back.
White and black,
Forget your back.
Blue-eyed wonder.
Mystify,
Electrify,
So divine.
Almost gone,
But not quite.
You should worry,
They will bite.
She's the queen
No doubt about it.
Grace while prowling,
Fierce while growling.
Who is she?
The queen,
The tigeress.
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A Collection of Poetry Book One
PuisiA collection of poems that range from simplistic ideas to my personal feelings. Those that are not about ideas or issues I feel strongly about, are about my feelings and experiences. Total number of poems: 68 {Poetry / Short Story}
