My Cat
My cat is a poet
with a charmming muzzle
round like a moon
His tawny yellow fur
Shines brightly
His smile is silent
My cat is a magician
He always stands
On his paws
to solicit the caress
That hunt all my worried
From my sad heart
His green golden eyes
As a sun that comes in
Through the door of my soul
His book is open on the table
His poems a magic
emanating from his eyes
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