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The Infiltrator

I have met Satan.

In fact, I have opened myself


To that peccant defiler

And welcomed him in.

And so subtly,

So very softly,

He, on padded paws

With concealed claws


Entered into my heart,

My home, my life

Deceptively purring

Like all satanic beings….

While pissing over everything,

Marking his territory,

Just like a beautiful

Silver White Persian

With big specious

Eyes that stare back


All the while purring,

“Who? Me?”

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