Nine Ways To Die Poem by Florence P. Wordsmith

Nine Ways To Die

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being a cat is not so bad
'cause you get to die a lot
one time I fell off a roof
one time I was even shot
once I ate some rotten fish
once I jumped into a lake
once I spooked an angry horse
once I was burned at the stake
someone skinned me at least twice
and that's all I've remembered
nine lives doesn't really matter
once your owner's been dismembered

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