his fur is like a starless night
his are are like burning coals
a single moon appon his chest
when did it rise?
he is loyal an loving
he will never yeild for what he beleaves to be right or wrong
he be my friend and companion
a cat he be at best
but in all my years i have yet to meet
an animal or human or person quite like him!
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