The Sacred Meow Society
Under a bush I lie
Down and under all the time
A hush blowing down my spine
Away it blows oh oh no!
In the horror away in the dark
Winning cats all around
Talking among themselves all around
No worries to cease their view
Dare not step in their cage
Or eaten up like a mare
That's the scary path near the winning cats.
Copyright © Jahnavi Singh | Year Posted 2023
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