We’ll be signalled by the sound of the sheets
And come running in a beeline
More like felines;
Harrison, Kayryan, then there’s Carl.
We’ll wind our way
Towards sheer clouds and sure play;
I’d guess less Hide than Seek.
I’d bet about No “A-Boo”,
It’s more all Go for “Peek, Peek, Peek”.
Us cats & kitties will fly in from nearby cities.
Boy, We’ll bound up there…
No, we’ll feel free and go
Unbound
Up upon there.
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