Kittens Warm Up the Garden
Kittens warm up the garden with their happy meows
We see them coming, and the daffodil bows
The roses hide their thorns, so not to hurt their paws
They frolic and prance on the vine’s clever seesaws
Kittens charm the lilies, take away their growl.
They delight us in many ways. The zinnias howl.
Here they come! The kitten brigade is a sweet undertaking.
We watch them scamper and dance, their fluffy fur shaking.
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