He came into our lives
Late one darkened night
He was crying out so loud
Scared and such a fright
He was so hungry and so cold
He looked a little starved
And truth be told
His mewling like a baby's cry!
He was saying in cat language
Help me please; I'm lost and sad
There's no food to be had
Please someone hear me, feed me
I'll come if you lead me!
So I fed the poor little mite
And kept him warm for the night
He'd eaten so hungrily
And when he was finished
He purred mightily
His sweet look it implied
I'd be happy here at your side
Can I please stay and share your home?
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