a baby cat
Very small, at that
Prowling around
Barely making a sound
Unofficially named Robin
Always food on its' chin
I always feed it
It always eats quite a bit
Completely black
So cute, I'll prolly crack
It hangs around my yard
Living trees charred
I really want to have it
It is my dream pet
By: gotohelltoburnwithme
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