Pork and Beans
Pork, all sleek with midnight fur,Moves like a whisper, soft as a purr.With eyes so sharp, he’s full of grace,A silent ruler of his space. Beans, on the other, bold and bright,With a coat of orange, full of light.He leaps and bounds with all his might,A little storm of joy and spite. Together they roam, through rooms and halls,One creeping low, the other who calls.They chase each other...
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