Mister's Cat
He said he never liked any cat.
I always knew far different than that.
Kikipoo was her name.
He looked at other cats with silly shame.
She always slept in his bed.
Kikipoo was always well fed.
I can recall him telling she is a cat.
He always felt she was somehow better than that.
They lived together for so many years.
When her passing came..
He shed many tears.
He now is up there somewhere too.
I know he is sleeping with Kikipoo.
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