The butterfly
White color flying low
In the morning sun
Flapping its wings
Fei Fei the bushy cat
Running along to catch
Eyes darting here and there
Paw ready to strike
The white butterfly
Darting away in fright
Flapping its wings
Take flight
Fei Fei the bushy cat
Stare at her loss
Eyes glow on the butterfly
The lost game in her eyes
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