The Cat with the Fiddle

gray concrete road beside brown mountain during golden hour

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Down the road skipped the cat with the fiddle

Singing and playing, but ready with a riddle

Feeling happy and joyous on a sunny morn

Always looking at his life without a scorn

Passing by, a child asks the friendly cat

Why don’t you trade that fiddle for a bat

Replying back, a bat was used many years in the past

Playing as a member of a very bad baseball cast

Facing a life on the diamond without a smile

Jumped at a chance to walk many a mile

Now days are filled with music and merry vibes

Feel free to join me on my journey and be alive

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