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The Black Cat and I….

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As I walked I met a black cat

Sitting beside the trash can

Black cat and I

Stared each other in the eye.

His were vivid green

Mine as it’s always been

He meowed a bit

And he moved to my feet.

He looked mighty harmless

His velvety fur was spotless

And since he was nameless

I called him cuteness.

He couldn’t cast any spell

As far as I could tell

It must be an old wives tale

A superstitious belief gone stale.

To paint a poor kitty black

Not cutting it any slack.

I returned to pore over my mail

And indulged in a tall, cold glass of ginger ale.

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Superstition, Daily Post Prompt

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16 thoughts on “The Black Cat and I….”

      1. I know what you mean. My wedding was actually on the 13th day in 2013. People couldn’t believe that I had it that day. I did not see what the issue was. It was just another day that happened to be my wedding day. I get it though.

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