The
cats walked in
The
pride in their eyes
The
coast was clear
They
came
The
cool shades
The
garden waved
The
shadows of the wind
The
quiet surrounding
The
cats smelled
It
was the usual area
They
dug up holes
The
called of nature
When
it was done
The
cats walked away
Leaving
the stench of smell
The
wind blew its way
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