The ginger cat on the roof
Walking leisurely looking
down
Head holds high tail
wagging
Looking like the king
He surveys his playground
The streets and open field
He looks ahead and meow
Maybe he forgets how to
climb down
Nobody really looks at the
cat
Everyone gone to work or
stay at home
Nobody comes out to see
Why the ginger cat meow?
The haze in the sky
The mountain range covers
with white thick sheet
The ginger cat now worries
about rain
He has no place to hide
When I returned from town
I saw him sleeping under
the car
The usual place he will
snooze
Ignoring all the going-ons
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