Stones
Stones
The white wall behind the bush was well hidden
It wouldn’t have been noticed, were it not for that kitten
She would just sit on top of it and purr
Some people thought she had more cats with her
No one dared to check the other sights
Gold, blue, purple, yellow and some white
Colors were shining brightly through
Upon further inspection, the stones were stuck on with glue
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