scruffy cat

something

that scruffy cat

would carry his guitar

everywhere

any moment he got

out came the picks

notebooks pencils

sit n pick out a tune

refine the chords

lay out some lines

& we’d sit

shade in summer

sun in the wintertime

I’d say: what’s going on?

& he’d reply

just sumthin’

I got on my mind

you?

looking at my notebook

pen or pencil

same as same as

something y’know?

such as

I need to get down

there on the line

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