Dapper Steampunk Cat
Steampunk cat gentleman was dressed up at nine.
Dapper, distinguished, handsome, in every way fine.
You would make a fine date for any feline.
Said my aunt Tootsie, who lived in the Rhine.
Fifty years ago, she told him, I would have made you mine.
He jumped up and ran off, without a whimper or whine.
You scared him! Said her nieces, whose faces did shine.
Tootsie smirked at her joke, feeling happy and fine.
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