Act I
The coy tail
quietly
peeks out from the silky drapes.
Gently sweeping,
swaying, searching,
sighing:
"Must I forever dance alone?"
Act II
"What happy chance!"
exclaims the tail.
"Come hither, sweetest-little-paw.
For I am loney and needs claim you
as my dancing partner."
Act III
"Alas, and tally ho!"
laments the tail,
"Like snow melting in the warming sun,
my sweetest-little-paw did run!
Vanished into thin air!"
"Alone again,"
Intoned the tail
"Or maybe not!!
For I FEEL a MOST curious stare."
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The End
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