to my dearest cat
you were a kitten when found
by a drainpipe you were bound
i took you in at age of three
i named you pickles after me
you were wild at heart
and my friend from the start
we grew together with age
many hours we played
your last days were hard to see
i knew you were slipping from me
sometimes i still think your there
purring whilst preening your hair
but i know you are gone
I miss you my dearest cat.
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