A state of seclusion from other and protected well element farther

Come Along, I used to say to my childhood, little, multiple-colored cat, Like I'd -ever- She'd glare back, so tough, but of course, I soon her footsteps in tow, Come On! What kind of kitty-cat did I have?

I’m that scary sound in the night. I might make your heart pump. Maybe shout and jump. It’s probably nothing. Don’t be a chump.

I watched myself in horror But fear was but an error The cause of sudden terror Was just a hallway ...

I’m a tumble with purpose, a circle you make, one moment upright, the next head over heels for fun’s sake.