There were six cats all on a wall, some were big and some
were small, some had wiskers that were pollished to perfection
and also had coats that were groomed for inspection
Six great cats, a ginger, a tabby, and an English short hair
with a moggie, a stray, and one that had flees to share.
These greats cats that had seen life, was now looking for an outlet
in another life.Stray cats, farm cats, all lineing up for the test
each and everyone being set to the test.Each of the six cats said
their own story, and do you know what one was a stuanch tory.
The English short hair a sure Thacherite because nothing else would
have the total insight.
sylvia spencer
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