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A Real Chill Cat

About this cat, he's a cool old cat
He's the chillest cat I know
With his furry face and the feline grace
Moves upon four fine paws the color of snow
Mostly midnight jet black though
About this cat and the snacks he rates
Because how he communicates
Is at times rather pleasingly complex
Especially when he suspects
Me of concealing one of those treats delectable
That is when he attacks those snacks
To which his cool cat appetite is susceptible
Yea he puts on quite a show
He's a real cat, he's a cool old cat
He's the chillest cat I know



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-01-17 at 21:40

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Nancy Sikora
What a fun poem, you capture the cat "just right. "
2016-01-19


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
My George was a canny cat, a scat cat and my Tomas liked to dance, x
2016-01-17



Ah, so this sophisti-cat chose you as their pet, in which case, you are highly honoured among men.
2016-01-17