The
mating season
The
male cats roar
In
the day and night
Until
the female cats respond
Along
the road and alleys
The
male cats will make the call
The
female cats stay cool
Sometimes
none can be seen
Even
the birds in the garden
The
flapping wings and dancing on the branches
It's
the mating season
The
call to populate
But
the male cats are the worst
They
will make so much noise
Even
in the early morning
Sometimes
there will be fight
That's
the mating season
Of
the dating games and the catch
The
end result is the satisfaction
Then
the silence on the road and alleys
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