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The Cat’s Nature

The Cat’s Nature

Robyn Pearce


In the jungles of Asia,

The garden bushes, so to say,

A cat stalks silently and swiftly,

Whilst hunting it’s bird prey.


Amongst the alleys and dark streets,

The garage, so to say,

A cat slinks, black as velvet,

Never seen in night nor day.


Prowling on African Savannahs,

The sandpit, so to say,

Is a cat so sandy-coloured,

It’s camouflaged in every way.


Resting on a golden bed,

A cushion, so to say,

My kitten, Mimi, all curled up,

Sleeps and purrs all day.


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