''snuggles''
My furry friend is a little five pound grey cat,
And within her soul there is so much happiness;
She runs like a streak this way and that way,
And then of course, must have a quiet moment.
But, oh my, she can play for hours and hours,
She leaps and runs and spins in swirling circles;
There is a particular white play mouse she adores,
Carries it in her mouth, I even find it in my bed.
Oh, how she loves her scratching post in the sun,
Sometimes she is hanging up side down, meow;
And did I mention the balls she bats all around,
Then she flings herself on the sofa beside me.
And with a contented sigh she snuggles close,
We can stay like that for hours and hours;
And then, she starts the play all over again,
When it is time for bed, she curls up in a ball.
puuuuurrrrrrr .....
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February 23, 2016
Poetry/Verse/"Snuggles"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-760-941-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the Furry Friends Contest,
sponsor, Royal T
Fourth Place
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