My Cat Poem by Simi Kaulitz
My Cat
When I saw my cat
I wanted to pat.
When i heard it purr
I used to rub its fur.
My cat was a breed of Persia
it never asked for a friend from Russia.
One day, fate befell my cat
I cried and beside it I sat.
It has been 4 years since she died,
thinking of it, i just now cried
It had never chased any bees
so its soul will rest in peace.
Dedicated to my late cat...
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8/24/2026 3:03:29 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
awhhh this is so touching lovely poem Simi