Cats Belong in Copenhagen
Of their burden
To remain sober.
One heard them sing
Near the yellow taxis
And Post Office.
Was paid a quarter
For each note
Sung on key.
With the quarters
They purchased whiskey.
That dripped from their whiskers
Into a pothole
Next to a sewer grate.
Under their breath.
But the Alley-Cat
A drunken minstrel!
High off their innocence.
So the quarters kept coming
Along with the pity.
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