Down the alley, a tabby cat
Stood painted in her tuxedo black
And purred for me to come and see
her eyes speaking peaceful tranquility.
She warmed the souls of mortal men
till down the alley they'd look back when
They’d see a tabby dressed in tuxedo black-
Eyes fluorescent gleaming back-
Night shadows absorbing her plight
Willing man and beast to fight for what’s right
And live for kitties, to at least fight the good fight
As she walks comfortably set into the night.
I’ve seen the streets and also the world
And know the spikes and pains of life
But never till now have I known
Who so loved the world as our kitty-girl?
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