We are fascinated with the cat, the soothing purr,

The amazing colors mixed or not of the fur.

An animal of amazing grace,

Almost a half of the world has members of their race.


Types abound and names vary,

They cross the lines of dynamic or merry.

Whiskers used to determine the width of a hole,

They are soft and cuddly as if an extension of our sole.


And there are some feral and alone,

Hiding in mans world gnawing on the rat and his bone.

Petting them and hearing the purr,

Puss and Boots with soft grace, against the cur.

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