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Sitting  waiting in the gloom ,

of the crowded  room ,

A pair of amber eyes,

seemingly floated past.

Having appeared out of thin air.



The smoky grey fur,

    helped him melt into the shadows .

Rendered him , virtually invisible.

On reaching his place of vantage

He sat quietly preening himself, unafraid ,

arrogantly waiting .

Our very own Cheshire like cat .



The tongue lazily working it’s way ,

along the length of it’s left front paw.

It stopped,staring directly into his eyes.

Sending shivers down his spine ,

the cat was just biding his time.

Til every one went to sleep .