The cat, at darkest nighttime hour
Woke me from my deepest sleep
Clawing windows, screaming mee-owr!
Threatening glass with forceful leaps.
What beastie caused this early ruckus?
Fox or cat or something else?
But whate’re it was, there is no justice,
For this human, sleep has left,
But cat is snoring on the loveseat,
Unperturbed by nighttime fun.
While I wonder, eating chocolate,
Where it is my words have gone.
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