The Caterwauls

A head hurts here.

It thumps and bumps and screeches. Kind of like a portly cat tumbling into its yearly bath.


My brain is not a cat.

My day has had no bubbles.

So, could Mr. Kitty, please, take his caterwauls elsewhere?

My skull’s done full-up of mad.

Until tomorrow…


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