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King-A Cat Playbook Mini

Don't come at me!
Can you not see?
I'm the toughest around!
You think you're strong?
You'll see you're wrong!
I'll swat you right to the ground!

I can see out so far!
And touch all the stars!
I'm hundred of stories high!
You can't get me down,
Or out of your town!
No matter how many planes you do fly!

I'm the strongest ape!
Just look at my shape!
You have no control over me!
Try as you might,
You can't match my fight!
It's hopeless, soon you will see!

Old Cat and Dog stared
As Young Cat, teeth bared,
Hung off of his tallest cat post.
Swatting at flies,
With intense, glaring eyes,
In his daydream completely engrossed.

"Cats are so weird,"
Dog simply sneered.
Old Cat just shook his old head.
"Don't say 'all cats'-
We're not all like that.
Young Cat's simply, um, spirited."

"What can he be thinking?"
Dog asked, staring, blinking
At Young Cat, with his limbs all askew.
Giving shoulders a shrug
And his whiskers a tug,
Old Cat said, "I haven't a clue."


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