sailboats gently toss by sea
they are moored, barely empty
crab man's boat roaring down
pulling crab basket all around
fish rails zing morning sun
chasing hungry mouths abound
cats are on look-out by quay wall
always hungry, scared and pitiful
left by their masters to troll
kind hearted hands come to rescue
even there's a sign warning not to
under an eyeball up a pole they know
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Minute observations in day to day life beautifully bunched in an equally beautiful melody. Thanks for sharing.10 points.