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A Cat Poem
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray this cushy life to keep,
I pray for toys that look like mice,
and sofa cushions soft and nice.
I pray for gourmet kitty snacks,
and someone nice to scratch my back,
For window sills all warm and bright,
for shadows to explore at night.
I pray I’ll always stay real cool,
and keep the secret feline rule,
to never tell a human
that the world is REALLY ruled...
by cats!
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