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Damien Cowger has a bachelor of science in elementary
education from
By Damien Cowger
Rotund does not accurately depict your body
as it blankets our couch, leaving no room for me.
Reasoning with you is futile, and shoving you
is just plain rude. I attempt to relocate
you by nudging your overstuffed belly.
Though to be effective, I’d need a forklift or a fist.
In lieu of disrespecting a friend, I’ll permit you
to slumber there in my favorite spot. And since no
one is around, I think I’ll snuggle up
with you, listen to your purr and filch back some of my body heat.