Sad Manx

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By jwhwz

This manx was born without a tail; And, in life; he feels he fails. Because he hasn't a balance sense; It's not his fault; in his defense. When he tries to leap, he crashes; And accumulates many gashes. He has many bones that are broken; And never, a "meow", has he spoken. For, he is also very mute; To a cat; that isn't cute. For, he has no voice for self-expression; Which only adds to his depression. He might as well curl up in a ball; Because all that he's going to do is fall. Sleep your life away, little kitty; Because, none of your days are going to be pretty.

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