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Panthera Pardus

  • Writer: Gus Jonsson
    Gus Jonsson
  • Apr 30, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 1, 2024

 

 


Not a one dot has changed it's spot over the years

From the spotty end of my tail to the tip of my dotty pricked ears

All this since I was just a kitten sittin’ in the sun

I am a Leopard, so delighted with all that I have done

Never once have I tried to rearrange my allotted spotted quotient

Not by one whisker or hairs breadth

Tell me true, where’s the sense of it

 

Surely you will have spotted me by now

 

Or is it too late already?

 

I mean, where’s the thrill in the kill if I have changed my spots

 

 
 
 

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