Set in my ways
You might say
Patterns I do like
food, sleep
Then repeat
Friends I have not
A spot, a leaf
Or random squirrel
Satisfy wilderness within
Instinctive ears I furl
Race around in circles
Turn around in my bed
What was that you said?
Inhale my pellets hunted
From underneath that dread
Teach, I don’t
Bark and woof
Learn, I don’t
But Love to cuddle
Eat bugs and funk
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