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Good Times With Cats BY JAMIE W., CONTRIBUTOR VENDOR What can I say, I love my cats. Their names are Pressley, Lucy, Rilley, and Emma. Emma wants to be everywhere I go. She follows me through the house. She will just stare at me in the middle of the night. She gets in my face. They all get along. Rilley and Emma will be one on March 15. Pressley will be seven on April 6, and Lucy just turned two on Dec.
16. They all love running up and down the hallway — they sound like a bunch of horses. They sound like they are trying out for the national roller derby, but these cats are my babies. I love them. Lucy don’t like to be held. You pick her up, and she will start to growl. Pressley loves everything and everyone. Pressley, she is a gray and
white tuxedo cat. Lucy is a black and white tuxedo cat. Rilley is a white calico, and Emma is a black tordachell, and we took Rilley and Emma off the street. They were stray cats, and Emma likes to get in my purse, and I tell her “Get out of my purse you would not know what to do with a dollar if I give you a dollar.” I’m happy and grateful for all of
these cats. I’m glad to be able to help them, and I can’t keep Rilley out of the grass. Rilley loves to play with anything. Rilley, Emma, and Lucy love to chase the laser lights. Pressley won’t have anything to do with a laser light. I can’t understand why she won’t have anything to do with it, but she loves anything dangly, and I hope all of my customers like this article.
TENNESSEE HYPOCRISY JEN A.
The Tennessee legislature Believed it was imperative
YOU JUST TURN YOUR HEAD JOHN H.
To draft a letter On official state stationary And sign their names to it (To later be used in campaign literature
ONE OF A KIND JOHN H.
Don’t even know why God made our minds and hearts so strong
during the next election cycle)
To be treated so terrible, even though we never did anything wrong
Condemning the actions of
Many, many say I’m tripping
Too lazy to row your own boat, so you decided to bring us along
College-age athletes of color
Not at all, you’re just slipping
Wanting to be like the Romans, so we built you a new Dome
Who kneel during the playing
I saw your heart all the way from the start
All this time you never learned your lesson
Of our national anthem
I heard almost the same conversation again, That Part
But if you knew God, you’d know we were your blessing
(Surely their 1st amendment right)
I look you in the eye, cautiously each day
But they seem to have run out of ink
Be true, don’t use an excuse
Thank you Lord, for inspiring me with words to say
And courage
Just like an addiction, I become an abuse
I’ll be stupid to try to understand the things y’all do
When maskless white thugs
Maybe I’ll lose, God just gave me a sign
But if you know God, you would know he spared you
Showed up at the Capitol
You’ll always know, It’s very hard to find one of a kind
What would you do if you was black
Proclaiming Covid is a scam
Jesus wants you to love all, it’s part of his pack
And it is their right
You can’t relate to me on Nothing that’s been said
Not to wear a mask (Spreading the deadly virus across the state)
The perfect reason you can’t look at me; you just turn your head
Citing freedom and the 1st amendment The Covid deniers wave Trump flags and guns The athletes wear shorts and sneakers Who’s the greater threat to our democracy?
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