Bonjour! Mon nom est Francois! (Oh la la--you probably cannot communicate weez me en francais, non?) Very well, I will parlais en anglais for ze leetle peeples who visit me, eh? My name is Francois--I mean, Frankie. I am ze greatest poet & artiste of all time. Zees is no easy task, for I am a leetle keety cat. Well, not so leetle--I weigh 14 lbs. Oh, mon dieu! Eet is so hard for me. I am tormented by my talent!

My mind is constantly creating ze langue d'amour--ze poetry, mais oui! I cannot rid myself of the ringing between my ears--driving me like a mad man--er, cat--to spout forth cheeling prose & witty rhymes. Oh, it eez not easy typing on ze keyboard. My Mother is very helpful. She helps me create les pieces de resistance!

I first lay upon ze papers, soaking in ze gorgeous words. Oh, how I love ze words and papers! When an idea is born, I meow to my Mother to begin typing. I point to the screen, telling my Mother where to arrange my art of words. Together, we create le magique!

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