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Jan 2015
I saw the wild cats playing in the street
They see me
They eat meat
I once tried to approach them, to see what they could teach
The one I spoke to told me, its best if you stay out of our reach
If you try to catch them, they'll always get away
You cannot control them, but if you're silent they might stay
You may try to tempt them, with a mouse or a fish
But should you ever feed one, be sure it doesn't bite your wrist
AK93
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