A black cat stands staring
Eye's wide and glaring
The tip of its tail twitching
Before it pounces upon its toy
A haunting meow in the dark
Paw's clawing to leave its mark
Prowling around the ground like a shark
Before it runs around in circles
Batting a ball on string in combat
Atop of a tall tree it sat
It's teeth baring as sharp as a bat's
Before promptly losing balance and falling to the floor
A black cat in her home to stay
Is ALWAYS in the mood to play
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
A black cat stands staring
Eye's wide and glaring
The tip of its tail twitching
Before it pounces upon its toy
A haunting meow in the dark
Paw's clawing to leave its mark
Prowling around the ground like a shark
Before it runs around in circles
Batting a ball on string in combat
Atop of a tall tree it sat
It's teeth baring as sharp as a bat's
Before promptly losing balance and falling to the floor
A black cat in her home to stay
Is ALWAYS in the mood to play
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