That Orange Cat

That orange cat, which sit on top of the desk,

Looking sad as like someone dead,

Why oh why my cute little cat,

What made your eyes look very sad,

That orange cat, which sleep on top of the shelves,

Looking outside the window for a new breeze,

He already ate and jump and played,

But his eyes sad like no one ever cared,

That orange cat which sit and stared,

With his eyes dimming and started to rest,

Why oh why my cute little cat,

Don't you ever worry cause i will always be there....

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