My Cat Sees Ghosts
You might find this tid bit
A bit hard to believe
But I swear my cat sees thing
That I ain't never seen
I'm thinking that it's spirits
Floating all around
You can most often tell
With her constant peculiar meows
She'll sit there and she'll stare
At one spot to no end
It seems to me it must be the dead
As sure as I now live
Or when she ups and jumps
Batting at nothing but thin air
I doubt that it's the micro dust
But rather the spirits floating there
I know that all cats automatically come
With a total of nine lives
Which leaves me to often wonder
How many live on the other side
Yes, my cat sees ghosts
But you would never know
Cause she seems to see the strangest things
That no human eye could ever hope
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