The Playful Cat

Dwayne

The sea is a playful cat

Playing on the sand its mat

The furry animal of grey

Rolling on the white mat all day

Within every turn it makes a mew

And always needs to continue

Whilst licking with soft, swashing grey paws

Tumbling as the wind, ahead roars

 

Minute by minute it gnaws

On the mat with ashen jaws

And when finished it gives a sniff

After to clean its snowy teeth

Jumping on feet, the cat gives a shake

All through night and day it stays awake

With howling winds it plays on the shores

Combing clear whiskers with silver claws

 

But when the wind calms, there is a pause

It lies on the sand and silently snores

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