BLACK CAT POEMS
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Scaramouche and Pulcinella
Gesticulate wildly, black against the moon,
As the good doctor Bolognese admires his freshly mown lawn.
He cries out in distress
As his angel-faced daughter emerges, half-naked, from the hedge,
Stealthily seeking her beautiful Spanish pirate.
poems by Paul Verlaine