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A Cat
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines]
I saw a cat,
That was busy chasing a rat,
Few days ago in the back garden,
One endeavoured to consume, the other to live on!
Perhaps the cat will triumph at last,
Perhaps the rat by running so fast,
Yet there’s beauty in the cycle of life,
Life isn’t a bed of roses; it’s also full of strife.
If the cat was triumphant that day,
Perhaps it would become another one’s prey!
