**This is a true poem, it's really based on my cat**
Everyone knows
When he enters the room
He's so loud and obnoxious
Commanding attention from all
So self-confident and full of himself
No wonder he struts like he does
Acting like he owns the place
Thinking he's the man of the house
He sits in the strangest places
Never on actual ground
But always on a piece of paper
Or in a laundry basket
Or curled up on his favorite red blanket
Those are some of his favorite places
We always tease him
Cause he's the shortest in our family
And also
He's a cat
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