He had grey litter
And toys by the score
Ribbons of satin
And yarn balls on the floor
Oh, what a lucky cat he was
Oh, what a lucky cat he was
Black cloth and feathers
They made up his bed
A fur covered mattress
But he sleeps on his dad
He went to catch birds
And mousies galore
For his honor and his glory
And his family to adore
A bowl full of cat food
A post to scratch on
A fountain of water
And rubs on his tum
First draft June 23, 2021
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