My Cat

ITs a poem


1. my cat

    The Cat near tree,

 I don't know whether it has an owner,
Or it is free.

I don't know much about cats, as i am a learner.


I see it everyday, every time i come back from school.

It's actions are so royal,

As if were the cat's rule,

but it didn't look loyal.


I went near it, giving it a bowl of milk.

The cat, to my surprise, was finishing it up to a morsel.

To it , it was as precious as silk,

Its worth no one could tell .


From then on, it became friendly to me,

It slept on my lap,

As anyone could see,

The cat was a fine chap.




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