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A little kitten in the grass
It's too afraid to run away
It's black and ugly as they speak
About its future? Maybe death
Such faint kitten can't survive
I heard those words from everyone
They told it's frightful, maybe mad
They told it had disgusting illness
Its coal wool seemed them revolting
And maybe they were right a little
But does that mean
That they have rights
To hurt that kitty's knotty life?
I think they don't.
At first, I was like them:
I saw just ugly tiny kitten.
Without a thought about the future
I did decide to be with it:
There wasn't any evil willing.
Just usual ugly coal cat.
Of course with illness! How without it?
But then I noticed something strange.
The kitten was too gentle one
How could it be?
So...why they hate it? For its wool?
I was intrigued by that thought.
From day to day
From month to month
I was observing its hard life.
And I discovered some things:
At first, its illness:
That's killing only little kitten!
This thought was so amusing one.
And then, its wool.
Of course it's black like sky in night
The sky that doesn't have the stars
I found it gorgeous. Without flatter.
And my inquiry was stopped.
That kitten was like other ones
It's not an ugly or disgusting
It always gave me lots of love.
I didn't want to leave that kitten
I realized my love to it.
I hope it'll be alive along
But if it has the worst bad ending...
I don't want think about such things!
And all i need now just my friend
My little ugly coal kitten
I love you, stranger of this world
I hope, you'll find your little home.