(310) Our Cat (Tiger)
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Melvina Germain
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A tiny tabby kitten, with sad brown eyes.
Sat on the porch of a broken down house.
He was about to become homeless,
without any food, not even a mouse.
I stood and gazed at this poor lonely cat.
Shook my head and placed him in my hat.
A long drive across the city we drove.
Now Tiger sits cozily in front of our stove.
Written: Sept.03/06
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