Lady
by Fiona Graham
Lady, white, with a brown cape, and a couple spots. Her little whiskers tickle your cheeks. A little pink nose and black beaty eyes. A warm fuzzy soul, a heart as soft as her young fur. Lady, my lady. The way it felt whan I held her in my hands, I could feel her little heart beating it's on rythym. Lady, how I loved you so, there will never be another rat like you who could touch my soul so.
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