My Cat

August 9, 2010
By Anonymous

Young to old
She was found
Flat open
On the ground

Used to play
All the time
Whiskers short
She was mine

She scratched up the sofa
I didn’t care
She broke a kitchen glass
I gave her a glare

Now she’s gone
She’s way up high
She’s looking at me
From the sky

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