Blackwhite Cat
Ein Gedicht von
Simon Käßheimer
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There, it's simply fair;
sit a Cat blackwhite on a grey Frontstair.
Sit down half good with white,
and black Hair so bright.
Oh Cat the Life is to half often black,
but whiteside isnt't funny Pot of Jack.
Only for your living this halftrue,
living for me and living for you.
So sit the Cat and knows from nothing,
no thinking of and all the Jinjangring.
We thinking also feeling with you,
about sometimes are all a simple Thing alone - that' s true.