To A Real Good Home - Poem by Kelly Zion
In times ago, so so long
families lived together because they loved each other
and the bonds were so strong
all the girls would stay with their fathers
until they found them a better home.
So long, those times are gone
rip the hands off the clock
Baby, I know if you were here
you'd whisper close into my ear,
'You can stay as long as you want.'
Oh, you'd keep me safe by your side
until the right guy called for our sign,
'Kitten to a real good home.'
Well, I never had a real father
you're all I've ever looked up to
and since you're not here
I'll put this sign up for you,
'Kitten To A Real Good Home.'
(and Baby, you know I don't care if they call,
I just want to hear our sweet ringtone.)
but as a kitten I'll play along
even though I know all along
you'll always be my Real Good Home ;)
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