Furballs (#1181)

Ah, the sweetness of all my furball,
Both sprawled out in the hall,
Wherever I am one my cats are there,
Because of them finding a seat is rare,
Perched on the couch or under the skylight,
They’ll sleep during the day and play at night,
Those cats are so close to my heart,
They’re so cute they can be tart,
The soft fur under fingertips touch,
Nothing can relax me quite as much,
My meowing furballs are special to me,
When I come home, they’re who I enjoy to see.

Any Thoughts?

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