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THE HUNGRY CAT
This had been going on for a time that was long.
She was becoming less and less strong. She meowed her blues song.
She was becoming more and more weak. Food, was what she was trying to seek.
She kept walking with her feet. She really needed to find something good to eat.
Or, at least, a treat.
She needed to find some food soon.
She meowed. The only one that heard her was the moon.
On, dragged on the night. There was no light. There was no dawn.
She walked on alone, she lay down just outside a home.
A woman came along, singing a song.
She did believe what she saw with her eye. It made her cry.
She held her in her hand, she, she really did understand.
The cat was given food and water.
She had been found.
She soon got well enough to run around and play.
In this place, she wanted to stay.
A happy look on her face.
