Black Cat - Poem by Charlotte Ballard
Black Cat guards the top of my computer
Smiles gently as eyes are closed
Bought at half price at a shelter
Crowded with cousins needing homes.
She celebrates her supremeness and her beauty
By knocking my drink into my keyboard.
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