As I watch my cat sleeping His purring sounds like a tugboat leaving the harbor He lays there like a dead limb on a tree Lifeless and still In his dream he's imagining that he is chasing a mouse Through the feilds golden and brown In his dream he is a hunter swift and true Croching and creeping along the ground He moves like a jaguar on the move As I sit there and ponder some more I wonder whether or not his dream is good or bad Thinking how the mouse feels happy or sad He snores and snores and snores some more In his dream he catches the mouse Finally after long hunting he's happy and glad But he realizes that the mouse is very sad In his mind he thiks and thinks Finally he lets the mouse go To run free and true throughout the golden and brown feilds Where he used to.
Reason for writing:
My cat because he is always sleeping.
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