There we were, myself and you
strolling through the petting zoo.
when all at once, things went askew,
and WE were being petted, too!
I took off, fast as I could go
(It kind of creeped me out, you know?)
I did not wish to undergo
this petting switch-a-roo, -- although,
It seemed that YOU were in no hurry;
being pet by something furry
didn’t seem to make YOU worry --
after that, my memory’s blurry.
Marie Elena
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