Hai-Cat-Ku for You
Frankly staring eyes
Gently lead me to surmise:
Evolution's wise.
Cats are cats; that's that.
Her pleasures: Sun, Food, Lap, Nap —
All black shadow cat.
On high alert, she
Lives as now as possibly:
Nature teaching me.
Kitchen cats remind
My mind magicality
Seek and I will find.
Orange blaze would laze
All day in sun's warmish rays —
Sadly sunlight strays.
The fondest Tally wish:
To feast on five fresh fried fish.
Her feline fetish.
Shadow's sometimes sad;
To see rich humans act so bad.
Ignore brains they had.
Charles Wallace Cat:
Has grown a tiny bit fat.
I also share in that.
Luna asks me why
(With her squeaky little sigh)
Won't nations unify?
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Three Blind Mice
Stoned Soup
A Cat's a Cat and That's That
A Suddenly Springing Something
Absolute is not just a vodka
I've been screaming out a warning
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