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IN MEMORIAM, by                    
First Line: My young life is sere since my defunct
Last Line: And lift my voice in praise should a tomcat come my way.
Alternate Author Name(s): Fleming, A. M.
Subject(s): Tragedy


My young life is sere since my defunct parents left me here
Just one year ago today when jocund spring had come to stay.
Oh, that dark tempestuous night when their spirits took flight
To the Great Unknown, with mysterious silence overblown!

Oh, shade of father! My hair turned white when mom and I tried with full might
Prevent you from attending that back alley serenade. By an assassin you were
lowly laid,
Breathed your last at the town pump. Your body was cast in the dump.
Mom had just left the house to catch me a luscious mouse,

She was run down by an auto which augmented my woe.
When I clasped her in my paws was hijacked by a minion of the law,
Then treed by a Boston bulldog 'mong branches in the rain and fog,
Nearly cried my eyes out. My sincere grief no feline can doubt.

Saintly parents, over there how do the felines fare?
Is the Celestial City infested with rodents that have not sufficient sense
Permit the saints to sleep in peace, from their labors cease?
When the house cat is away do rats and mice the larder foray?

I yearn to ring down the curtain, nothing worth living for, I'm certain,
Without you, parents dear. Soon death would remove me from this dolorous sphere;
I would scamper up the golden stairs, from jasper walls view the city fair,
And lift my voice in praise should a tomcat come my way.





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