That fluffy little kitty cat,
on the window sill she sat.
She licked and cleaned and groomed her hair,
just living life without a care.
Her daily thoughts were simple and pure,
of meals and treats, and she, demure.
Never did she bother thinking
that our days upon this earth were shrinking.
Seldom did she dream of love,
or of flying creatures just above.
That kitty cat, she walks the line.
Cool kitty cat, and she’s all mine.
-by Mercurychyld
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No idea where the inspiration for this one came. Just me being silly. I do that a lot, lol. ; )