For the Love of Cats
She shuddered at leaving behind?
her mortal clutter.?
Nevertheless, off she popped,?
and her in her old nightie.?
?
Where she had interred?
a succession of deceased cats,?
phantom meows lingered,?
tabby tails haunted.?
?
Tiddles and Ginger,?
Marmalade and Blackie,?
were filed away?
in their small brass urns.?
?
It has to be said?
and rightly recorded?
that?
Tiddles, Ginger,?
Marmalade, and Blackie?
demanded a disorderly attention.?
?
Psychic clumps had accumulated?
where spectral moggies muddled,?
had driven a nice but nervous lady?
into an early grave.?
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