Author unknown
A cat as black
As blackest coal
is out upon
His midnight stroll
His steps are soft
His walk is slow
His eyes are gold
They flash and glow
And so I run
And so I duck
I do not need
His black-cat luck
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Cats
PoetryThese are not my poems! I just thought I'd make something for cats and cat lovers like me!
