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being a chained palace pet does not allow love |
| A porcelain black panther paces around the edge of an oriental carpet.
Her teeth are four rounded golden capped fangs in a gaping, open-mouthed snarl. Her eyes are green faceted peridots surrounded by gold painted eye lids. Around her neck is painted a collar of gold stemmed red, bluish, and yellow flowers. Dangling from her collar and encircling her left front leg is a golden chain. Her claws have been cut away and the stubs painted gold. Her ears are laid back angrily defiant. I can almost hear the snarling hiss of her impotent rage. She is a chained palace pet. She paces around the edge of an oriental carpet. Don't ever let your guard down. Don't ever under estimate the power coiling beneath her decorous restraints. Originally written: October 1990 revised: 14 July 2001 |