The Cat Soul

Egyptians worshipped & were buried with them.
Why are cats so regal...have such dignity?
Are they Royal? Act so proud?
Is it true they have one soul?
They all stretch,meow,scratch + hiss, purr,
act nice when they want something.
Stare to declare it is their territory.
Sleep in a ball-shape with a smile on their
faces.
Clean their paws after a hearty mealtime.
Pretend , hunt and imagine at playtime.
They act the same...
One soul.
One Collective Cat Soul.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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