Complete Destruction
It was an icy day.
We buried the cat,
then took her box
and set fire to it
in the back yard.
Those fleas that escaped
earth and fire
died by the cold.
(1919)
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Ickushouse 
Maybe we should switch to Wm Burroughs. THE WHITE CAT (We can change to grey in our case). Auntie
Greetings, Auntie.
Excuse my conspicuous absence.
(The repair man has seen beneath the oven.)
I am enlivened by a new duvet cover.
Yes, maybe so, but you know I find cats a bit tiresome.