Island Kitty
Alone in the sand
would drive me mad,
if only my black kitten
if had.
Snuggles and purring
to pass the time,
chasing of buggies and
dandelions.
Someone to talk to
who never talks back,
stranded forever with my
pet kitty of black.
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