by Michael Schwoerer

Created on: February 10, 2010   Last Updated: January 26, 2011

“Hello everyone,

My name is Tommy the black cat.

I am king of all the he cats.

Well now what do we have here?”

I don’t think I ever seen you around here.

“Hello Tommy,” with a voice ever so sweet.

“My name Susan.

For I am Queen of all the she cats that are around here.”

“Oh really?” With a raspy voice of interest.

“Oh nothing I am just looking around is all.”

When she noticed his pure black silk fur.

Under the moonlit sky gave way giving her better sight.

Purring into thinking where has he been all of my life?

As they chatter for a long spell well into the night.

Then along came thirty five kittens.

The King rose high, arching his back.

With his long black fur raised high well into the air.

Hissing he fell backwards into the drink.

“Oh well, there’s goes another fur ball gone to the dogs.”

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