Some cats are black
And some cats are gray
But you're the most beautiful cat
That I have seen all day
Some cats are striped
And some cats are solid
But you are the cat
Whose purrs have to be followed
Some cats are yellow
And some cats are white
I don't care what they say
But you're a cute cat who's out of sight
Some cats have claws
And some cats don't
Most cats leave their lovers
But, I'm telling you now, this one won't
Some cats are neutered
And other cats are spayed
Although we can't have kittens
(the last line has been censored by the translator)
Translator's Note: Dima came by telling me that he'd written a few poems inspired from the old "Roses Are Red" routine. I asked him to read me one, and I thought it sounded cute and endearing. So I started to translate them on his blog. And then suddenly, he's reading the last line of the fifth poem and I say, "Whoa!" Where did that come from?
Dima's usually a sweet and harmless cat, and that's the image I want him to keep on this blog. But we also must be reminded that cats are animals. And all animals have their urges. I guess life's not as easy for him as I thought it was.
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