You Are a Familiar Right
Hey, cat, you are a familiar, right?
Ebony turned to see a strange cat, white.
I guess I am, I belong to a witch.
Can you please tell me if this tarot is Mitch?
Cat did not know, but wanted to act bright.
Mitch? Yes, I think so, yes, that is surely right.
Thank you kindly the white cat said.
So saying she flounced off, with her loaf of bread.
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