i was sitting in the porch of this old abandoned house people watching when all of a sudden this stray cat got my attention. i noticed it and then it hit me, women are just like stray cats.
they come into your life when you least need them
you complain a lot, bu you have this odd connection that you really cant explain.
you begin to nurture these feelings of love you have
then they strut around like there the boss of the house only for you to discover that its true
and once you have gotten to the point where you are utterly happy and cant live with out her (cat or woman), they leave just as quickly as they came. now thats beautiful.
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What an original comparison. But I have to stand up for women, some of us are like puppies.
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