Sneaky Cat
The shy, feral cat creeps in close to the ground,
Stealthily, silently, is not a sound.
We don't even notice her gold and brown.
Sneakily, makes a nest above high ground.
When husband sees, he makes a sound.
Was eight years ago, and she's still around.
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