As I wake up, tired and hungry.
Feeling sluggish, in search for food.
Found something to eat, a sandwich and muffin.
As I chow down, little kitty began to speak.
Meow, meow, sounded with a little anger.
Every move I make, the kitty kept following.
As I sit down, muffin in one hand, sandwich in another.
This angry kitty, jump on the couch.
With little sharp claws, this kitty held me hostage.
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