The
thieving cat
He
doesn't care
He
will always dare
Bulldoze
his way
He
will make the loudest cry
A
high pitch noise knocking off every cat
Yet
he is always alone with his sad face and eyes
As
if he lives a miserable life
No
other cats like him
Maybe
they smell him as a thief
He
brings a bad name
The
other cats will ignore his presence
Though
he tries to ignore a cat fight
He
makes his cry the loudest in a contest
In
a way he thinks he can fool the opponent
But
he knows he has no chance to win
The
thieving cat
He
will sneak in when the door is close
He
is always hungry
But
he carries a big bag
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