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Feline Felicitous On a Christmas Tree

Once upon a time, in a land far away, There was a prince with a Kitty Cat (Or so the stories portray) Who would often say, "Meow," Which is how kitty cats say, "There's a forest growing in the living room!" Now princes in magical kingdoms know How to speak many languages Frazil, German, Arabic, and Cat, so It should be no surprise that our hero knew That to a cat, a tree in the house is a forest, although... It'd been forever since seeing a tree such as this! "Meow!"-- "I know!" our hero exclaims, "It's a Christmas tree! And soon presents will be Arranged around it's base with our names!" "Meow?" The plaintive query our kitty asks, "How will you eat those awful fruits? It's a shame.. They're shiny and pretty, but they break easily!" Kitty Cat went on, batting as he spoke, "With so many trees to grow inside, this one has been infected With lights that shine many-coloured without smoke," Though others in the room only heard "Meow meow," as expected. "The candy canes-- they're peppermint!-- but the rest do not poke," Said the prince, "They are memories of Christmases past." "MEOW!" said Kitty Cat, but the prince heard... this: "Look what I can do! I can climb and hide!" And clawing his way up the tree, Kitty Cat found bliss! "Here it's warm, inside smells nice! I think I like This forest inside!" Meowing on, no thought remiss, Kitty Cat found his way to purr, knocking down baubles all along. "Get down here," the prince did demand "You're breaking the ornaments!" --"Meow?" "Yes now! We worked very hard to decorate, make it stand Straight. To light its branches with hope and love!" And Kitty Cat obeyed the prince's command, He came down, in wonderment, he looked as prince's boyish face. In apology, Kitty Cat did purr, Rubbing on his boy's leg and showing love The way only cats know how, by gifting him fur. And the prince smiled, for love and hope Are all Kitty Cat knew. He lived here, near the conifer, But only in the now, and never aware of what was or would be. Batting softly, exploring this tree inside Kitty Cat was lost in wonder, with the prince's presence. "Look," said the prince, "Outside there's SNOW to ride!" "Come on, Kitty Cat!" And grabbing his sled, outside he fled, And Kitty Cat's meow behind the prince cried, "But that's the sky-sand that turns to WET!"

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Date: 11/27/2015 2:33:00 PM
love the clever title which drew me in - fabulous fantasy write:-) hugs Jan xx
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