I Treasure the Little Cat That You Give Me

Chimao requested a cat genre of poems. I treasure the little cat that you gave me. My girl already laid out the carpet. Because of the cat I could lie on my couch at night free from worry especially in terms of that cat guarding the old books in my mountain studio. On my record of meritorious service let it not be said that I fed no fish. The spring games are about to begin. It is now time for the silkworm to hibernate for more than two months.