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Greg Chun

Under what?

It paws its way
Under the frame
And into the room.
A head turns to
the suspicious paw
Of my dark eyes.
Catching the beast
Under the panels
Looking at big
Eyes that question,
Dark eyes watch and
Began to gleam
With laughter and
A loud voice calls
Bringing another to
See the pet between
The green screen
And the
Wooden, tiled floor.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]