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‘If only I had something new,’

she thought, ‘something adventurous

to do, like when the fields grew tall

fields from which wild fowl fed and flew’;

she the black feline feisty and precious

needed something new or to climb the wall.

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She walked over to the windowpane

and looked out to the neighboring homes

to where she hoped to find something

—something new, beyond the back lane

rocky road where she often roams

to where her eyes would be wandering.

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And when her attention was caught

by the towering shingle roof

sheltering the large corner store

she at once decided she ought

to climb to its high peak as proof

of her worth to those who did her adore.

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Through the yards one by one she went

glancing around this and that corner

over then under fences tall

till she stood at the wall she’d meant

to conquer as a foreigner

without any fear that she’d fall.

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She looked to the two garbage cans

leaning against the wooden shed

right next to the store that was so pink;

up she jumped, her feet and hands

reached the top by but a thread

of no better place could she think.

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Having achieved her noteworthy climb

she gazed over to the swaying trees

unaware that her hostess stood near;

at the bus stop as passed the time

the woman looked up into the breeze

and saw her feline who knew no fear.

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Thus the feline had done something new

and not seeing her hostess’s stare

she returned home fulfilled and content

for from this day excitement she drew

and she thought again she’d climb and dare

those high places worthy of her scent.

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