The reason why men hate cats
Or my cat,
You see;
They are jealous.
They will never live up.
Shoes made for little paws
Are very big shoes to fill,
Indeed.
He keeps me warm at night,
He kisses away my tears,
He knows all of my deepest, darkest secrets
(And will never tell a soul, I must add),
He sees me naked every day,
And as long as I feed him,
He always thinks I'm beautiful.
My cat, that is.
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