Black Cat

Patiently waiting crouched in the cold ,wet grass,

Warm in your thick fur coat,

You hear the sounds of your breakfast moving underground .

Dew glistens as the sun rises around you.

Alert, you listen.

Come on out , Mr. Mole, I’m hungry!

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