Her Suit

 

Kitty was a cat that was the cutest little cat that was ever known to exist
With a coat she loved to wash, she had no need for cash except
For the occasional periodical table of kibbles to munch
She loved her bowl so full for dinner, breakfast and lunch
But not for long would it full remain
How often it seems would she explain,
It is now time to nap and rest a bit
And one more thing before we do forget,
Her lovely coat so clean and cute
Was always seen just as her suit.





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Written on 2024-11-13 at 15:42

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by Chaucer Whethers