JEWEL I almost step on her, getting in the door or out of bed.
She wakes me up meowing, till it is echoing in my head
In and out of widows, she goes when ever she does please.
With all her travels, thank God she has no fleas.
Up on the bathtub she goes, during ones nature break. 
Begging for attention, oh for goodness sake.
She fusses to be let out, climbs the screen to be let in the house.
And sometimes in the morning, you may step on a dead mouse.
Of all the name to give her, how it came to be,
Jewel is what her name is, though far from one she can be
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