Yesterday we had a cat wedding under my bedroom window. The sleep wasn't the best, but I got time to think about a poem about these loud cats.
There's a cat in the neighborhood,
Whose voice is never misunderstood.
It meows and purrs, it hisses and yowls,
Sometimes it even screeches and howls.
It's a noisy cat, there's no denying,
Its sounds are loud and never dying.
It wakes me up at the crack of dawn,
And keeps me up until the break of morn.
Its meows are soft and sometimes sweet,
But other times they sound like a screech.
It climbs up trees and jumps on roofs,
Its meows are like a thousand woofs.
But even though it's noisy as can be,
I love that cat, it's plain to see.
It's part of the neighborhood's charm,
And it keeps us all safe from harm.
So let that cat meow and purr,
It's a part of our world, that's for sure.
And though it may be a bit noisy,
It's a beloved member of our community.
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