The Cat Dance
There was a young girl who danced with her cat,
but she just wanted to comb out a matte;
they would whirl, swirl, twirl and spin,
a contest neither would win;
exhausted- on the floor they lay quite flat !
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February 21, 2021
Poetry/Limerick/The Cat Dance
Copyright Protected, ID 02-
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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