Whiskered wonders of the wild west of mine,
Wooly and whimsical, with whiskers so fine
Rode on a stagecoach not recognizing its line
Ended up in a Kansas town named Valentine.
Where tornadoes are plentiful and come a lot.
Their kibble blew away with their cooking pot.
Their catnip treats disappeared into the night.
Kansas is bad, one kitten said. It...
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