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In a world of whiskers and of fur so fine, There's a feline legend, named
John Clawed Van Cat, With his tuxedo coat, both elegant
and sleek, He's a year old now, yet his charm's beyond unique.
His eyes are like emeralds, gleaming in the night, With a mischievous
glint, they shimmer with delight, In the moon's soft embrace, he prowls
and he plays, A symphony of shadows in the moonlight's gentle haze.
With paws that dance and prance on the kitchen floor, He's the cheeky
jester that we all adore, Tiptoeing through the house, he leaves his mark
in grace, A whiskered maestro in this enchanting place.
His purr is like a melody, a soothing, gentle hum, As he curls up in your
lap, the day is overcome, With every velvet touch, he steals your heart
away, A purveyor of affection in his own charming way.
John Clawed Van Cat, with your spirit wild and free, You
bring joy and laughter to our family, In the black and white tapestry of
the night, You're a symphony of beauty, a pure delight.
A year of adventures, and many more to come, In the tale of John Clawed,
we've only just begun, With every stretch, with every playful swat, You're
a whiskered wonder, our charismatic cat.
Coded by Caitlin Salter