They looked exactly like cats
only their smiles wider, brighter.
From the sky.
There was a lot to eat, chicken
cubed just so, just for them.
That wasn't enough, they threw up
and ate it again. We found Kitten's paw
among the rubble of the August lawn.
A little disturbed.
Wouldn't it figure--
Kitten's last revenge
on all that is dog
and all that is so wrong
with that yapping lifestyle.
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