With whiskers long and silver
With whiskers long and silver, bent with time
Green eyes glow with a penetrating gaze
Meow so loud in sound, a pleasant chime
And luscious coat never fails to amaze
White belly and paws she proudly displays
Though ever-formal in tuxedo black
We will be friends for countless coming days
Bonded by multiple scrumptious small snacks
A full round bowl ensures her running back
She eats her meal with relish and great speed
So quick in fact may cause a heart attack
And when complete now hungrier indeed
And as she purrs I hold her in my arms
The perfect cat, I’m captured by her charm
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