The
grey and white cat
Roaming
around the neighbourhood
Calling
the female cats
Nobody
cares to look at him
The
loud ring
In
the day in the night
Sometimes
in the midnight run
The
poor cat can't find a mate
Maybe
the cat is old
The
zest of energy has gone
The
face may look tired
The
female cats ignore the mating call
“It
isn't the time
You
are way out of prime
You
better go and cool it off
Go
to your kitchen eat your food”
But
the grey and white cat
Walking
at back lanes or going house to house
The
loud ring can be heard
The
female cats never returned
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