Poor Precious Poem by Randy Johnson
Poor Precious
Precious was a friendly kitten who didn't get to grow into a cat.
He was only two months old when died and I really do hate that.
It was very sad when that kitten died.
When people lose kittens, it tears us up inside.
He sat in my lap and purred because he was happy.
When a kitten dies so young, it is always crappy.
Precious was the same color as Garfield.
It will take a while for this wound to heal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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