Cats Are So Proud
Proud to be alive, with a beautiful stride
it’s a mate she has to sway, before it’s too late
After something to strive, it’s now time to reside
with not wanting affray, she says bye to her mate
Her cubs born in a hive, and still having to hide
it must me mums’ way, that decides their fate
Getting taught to survive, from a mum who has pride
they’ll need lots of play, to turn out so great
Wanting them to thrive, she has to be their guide
so they can have their say, for what’s on their plate
With young ones to feed, she goes hunting for food
with a stealth of a creep, she gets close to some feet
It is what they need, as their meal comes her way
she has a big leap, and clamps down on her meat
In they come to reap, on the catch of the day
they now start to feast, after finding the best seat
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