Black Cat Poem by Tery Young
Black Cat
Silent, black and crawls through the night
Waiting and always ready to fight
Speed of a cheetah and courage of a bear
What ever he kills he really dont care
His eyes glow, his adrenalin pumps
When he attacks, he gets ready then jumps
Scratches and hisses always to win
This isnt the only fight thats hes been in
Bloody and hurt and its hard not to see
That this powerful black cat belongs to me
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