Cat Lover

I still arch my back sometimes
and hiss and spit when vexed,
but living with you,
I'm less feral,
less scratchy,
more content.

I curl up beside the fire
with one eye open
and let you gently stroke my neck
while I purr myself to sleep.

I'm a cat, lover.
I'm a cat, lover.
I'm a cat, lover,
and tonight I feel feline.

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If you would like to sing this song, let me know.