Minisnota lived in a chair under an umbrella
For a cat, he was a jolly old fella.
When he was curled up in his chair
He didn’t have a care,
But out in the rain, his wet fir turned yellow.
Original Poetry: The Life and Times of Minisnota the Cat
Minisnota lived in a chair under an umbrella
For a cat, he was a jolly old fella.
When he was curled up in his chair
He didn’t have a care,
But out in the rain, his wet fir turned yellow.
Ann Writes Inspiration 
So cute! I can just picture that jolly little kitty! Now I want to know more of his story, why does he live on a chair under an umbrella? Cute poem!
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I haven’t figured all that out yet. I was just inspired to write that little poem.
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