Wet hair is no fun
For my long-haired cat
She sprints through the sprinklers
She's spent the hot summer
Stripping off her winter coat
Hair by hair licking it down
Or shedding it in clumps
Left lying around the yard
But just as she's almost naked
And can relax in the shade
The nights turn on the cold again
And she must grow it back
She throws me a baleful glance
But really what can I do
But empathize and pet
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