Saschabella

Pure white,cream tawney beige and pink

What mischevious god dipt the tip of my tail

In the blackest blackest ink?

lady of the night

Saschabella, princess of the night
sweet untouchable often invisible
Topping the bill with gravity defying
Feats of arial artistry above the centre ring
blue eyes flashing lookng down on her adoring public.
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God and The Cat

Suppose God Revealed himself to my Cat.
"God," said Capitano, "You are so Vast I can barely comprehend You, Can you appear smaller?"
Of course, it sounded like "mrowll, rowell," but God, being God, understood perfectly,
God obliged Cappi, and made himself the size of a sparrow.
Cappi, being a cat, promptly ate Him and took a nap.
Is God Now Cappi, or has Capitano Become God?