Cat
- Sai Vaisshnavie
- Oct 30, 2021
- 1 min read

It looks so bright,
But it does bite,
With dark black eyes,
Unlike the night skies,
With glistening whiskers,
Like bright stars,
With fluffy furs,
Without the burrs,
Always chased by a dog,
It gets hurt by logs,
I have four at my home,š
With hearts as soft as foam.š»
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