my fine new coat of fur? I'm over
with bare naked skin and a throat
laid open for all
and any
one to seize.
A ruff is what I need,
no nape exposed and tingling
to the sound of footsteps over my grave.
He didn't like hearing that.
A set of claws will save
me. My hackles rise
and fur runs quickly down
and up my spine.
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