Edwina Reizer (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)
I heard the sound of a screeching cat
and wondered why the sound?
I heard it again but didn't go out
because I was housebound.
I contented myself with this one thought.
Even if that cat happened to die,
he had 8 more lives that he could try.
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