Image from @freewriters
Whiskers of a lone cat scorching inside the paper bag
That it was made for cats sheltered nook
Wandering dooms and melodies of glooms made a parade throughout the room
For the it-cat wants to listen from the laments of another weeping cat.
"OROW! MUM! MUM! SKZZ!", a hellish lore of left-alone cats.
I was too saddened for my friend, only soulful melodies comfort his broken hearts, now that I understand what this cavern paper bag's purpose—to not meddle on a lone cat; for the cat whom is sad shan't be disturbed, it may render you to weep like an abandoned cub.
From the sound of the cat's mourning, it is much translated into
"I was once loved from one to another, now that I am alone in this bag for to be left in a long slumber".
