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Sylvester is now eight years old.
To us, he is worth more than gold.
He is so fun to have around.
Sometimes he makes a purring sound.
Some days he stands on his hind legs.
When we give him some treats, he begs.
He often brings us lots of joys.
We love to see him play with toys.
He lets me kiss him on his head.
He will lay by our feet in bed.
There are some songs he loves to hear.
We love him more each passing year.
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Watch the Deadline!
Write a 12 line POEM about a kitty--yours, or not,
but REAL LIFE kitties no cartoons etc. A picture needed
yours or net, if yours isn't available.
Rhyme OR Free Verse |
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