The little kitten pokes the mitten with its paw,
the threads in the wool reminds kitty of `nother toy;
a ball of yarn, which also easily hooks the claw,
and awakens within kitty: instinct and joy.
In a moment of sharp-edged innocent desire;
a thread of wool in the claws of a little kitten.
A serious play, this is. For the mitten, `tis fire,
it is like kitty is of a higher power smitten.
The power of mother Nature
teaches kitty the laws of the cat.
Every mitten comes from an act of filature,
every kitten is a lion, and that is the end of that.
So when your kitten chases mitten on the floor,
enjoy the sight of nature`s why and wherefore.
love this
Great poem!
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sweet
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CUTE POEM.