The cat has a definite bone to pick.
Don't get the wrong end of the stick,
But crawling all night in empty streets,
Following the melodious night beats,
Doesn't quite fill all feline requirements.
You see the whole host of commitments
Cramped in a sack, leaves the poor cat
With a lack of independence. So, a hat
May be an acceptable compromise,
Yes, the concept comes as quite a surprise.
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