In the morning light, the cat does toil
Writing notes of wisdom, his pen does coil.
But soon fatigue creeps in, so deep
And he succumbs to a blissful sleep.
Dreams of mice and feathered toys
Dance in his head, bringing joy.
His work is done, his task complete
In slumber's embrace, he finds retreat.
So let him rest, this feline scribe,
For in his dreams, he will revive.
And when he wakes, his notes will shine,
A masterpiece of words, all his own design.
Sleeping cat
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