He’s not like the others:big, puffy, bear-cub or badger like, with smokeyfur like…
This night on my wayto the city that I am to beone more year of my life.
Maybe write a bit?Or perhaps read a bit?Oh! I almost forgot!A paper awaits for me to be done.Will be paid a few dollars for…
You, my beautiful Queen,are more than one could imaginefor a nice company to be.
A Cat Poem
Dear calico, sweet calico,From whence you came, I do not know.
Black and brown spots, white beneath,Even the bottoms of your feet.