Tom was a ginger cat with a badly damaged ear
Who roamed the towns of Mayo, Claremorris being near
On a cold and wet autumn day when the rain was pelting down
Tom ran through a garden wide, hoping to be found.
Out came a tiny human, jumping in the puddles
He spotted poor ol’ freezing Tom, and gave him tons of
cuddles.
Tom was not used to love, he was an awfully lonely cat
But this human boy, so full of joy, plucked him from where
he sat.
The boy was very warm and gentle, careful not to squeeze
Shaking Tom, who was dripping wet, curled upon his knees.
“Pretty cat,” said the boy, smiling with perfect glee
“I’ll keep you dry, so don’t you cry!” he said after a
sneeze.
Wrapping Tom up in a jumper, the boy watched him sleep
With purring sounds and fluffed up fur as soft as the wool
of sheep.
He ran inside to tell his Mom who didn’t mind at all
If Tom stayed in the yard during the wet and chilly fall.
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