Three Christmas Kitties
The tiny felines looked nothing alike.
But they had been born from the same litter.
They piled on each other, and mewed with spike.
They also terrified and made tiny mice skitter.
You’ll be okay here, Santa said to the kittens.
He put them into warm socks that felt like mittens.
Three Christmas kitties brought happy delight the next morn.
Lucky three children were that these beauties were fresh-born.
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