“Cat Mysteries!”

                                                                 
                                                          
Cats love closets, cozy nooks, and new cardboard boxes
They are quieter than mouses, they are slier than foxes.
Kitties love to stalk around, to hide and to sneak.
To look and to linger, to slide about and to slink.
Masters of patience and of stealth, they will wait, and wait,
Lying perfectly still and silent, for as long as their mission takes.
Cats love playing their little games of Kitty illusion.
And toying with us people's, yes, that is my conclusion!
You can turn around once, and suddenly, there is a Cat!
Turn around once again, and it is gone! Just like that!
Where did it come from? Where did it go?
That secret is reserved, for Cat's alone to know!
Secretive creatures are felines, that is for sure,
We've yet to even find their, “motor”, they run to purr!
They must all be life members, of an exclusive “Kitty Club”.
“No Dogs, allowed!” No peoples! Just Cats can enter - Bub!
Masters of the night, are they, graceful and so fleet.
And how is it that Cats always, land upon their feet?
Why do they love catnip so? Have they truly got 9 lives?
Are they really all that curious? And how are they so sly?
Such Secrets Cats must surely agree, too keep them one and all.
Perhaps by solemn Kitty oaths, sworn out by whisker and paw.
For secrets and Cat's fit so well, it seems, quite naturally.
Like clouds in the skies above us, or the sands that meet the sea.
Cats are so strange and so amazing, that someday we may find
The reason they are so smug and sure, is they can read our minds!

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