There is a tuxedo cat with a reversed mustache
who makes an appearance in the city wine shop
who makes an appearance in the city wine shop
on cold days he tucks his paws under his chin
his back turned to the window
his back turned to the window
on warm days he sleeps stretched out on his side
his well fed belly exposed to the sun
his well fed belly exposed to the sun
a sign on the glass reads
The cat is real
Please do not tap on the window
The cat is real
Please do not tap on the window
each day I walk past
searching for his furry little body
amidst the bottles of wine
searching for his furry little body
amidst the bottles of wine
sprawled out or rolled into a cinnamon bun
the warm feeling of home on a windowsill
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