George Potor sings and plays acoustic guitar
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Written on December 31, 2022, all 3 cats were excited to welcome 2023.
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Looking out the window, staying inside, nobody’s driving down the road.
Daylight’s dimming and it’s filling up with haze; weather tries to talk to us in
code.
Red-tail hawk stalking sparrows in the bush, hoping for a win on New Year’s Eve.
Something in the air’s absorbing all the sound waiting for the voice of Twenty-three
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Please, please play that melody; the one where the cats all sing.
Yeah, stand there so they can see; they'll be singing while they watch your strings.
2
High-pitched yowling, clever conversation, you’ll recognize the call and response.
Midnight tolling, shouting out the door, kitties always tell you what they want.
Returning to the story of that red-tail hawk, ended with a big near miss.
Not quite the measure of a modern operetta, sparrow disappeared into the mist.
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3
Firecracker neighbors lighting up the street, still no sign of any cars;
Out with the old, in with the new? Barely see a change among the stars.
To understand the meaning flapping in the breeze, listen to a song with no words;
Cats in the window, batting at the lights, wishing they could get to those birds.
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