The Ocelot - Poem by M.L. Squier
Lot of spots
And are more
Adept as swimmers
They are as climbers.
Like to eat prey
Smaller than they.
The Ocelot is prized for its fur
And so you can easily opine
That it is an endangered feline.
I wonder whether Sir Lancelot
Ever saw or met an Ocelot?
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