Whose cat this is I think I know.
His house is in the city, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his cat eat this old crow.
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Another good poem. Nice job. That cat looks like it has a big white beard. Does he have santa claws?
I'm cat obsessed, of course. But it's your talent for catching Robert Frost's rhythm that I find most impressive. Tomorrow I'll see what you've done to Wes!