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Jacque RIP.
RIP Jacque, Passed away peacfully in our bed on mothers day 2011. This poem is for him.
Jacqueo was a very nice cat
He never refused a comb nor a pat.
His fur was soft and black as night
He loved Monet, they would cuddle so tight.
He raised some kittens, one called Max,
the other now gone he was called Jax.
He had great lungs and he let us know,
he would occasionally scream just to show.
When he was young he use to bite,
Towards the end he lost his sight.
He passed away in our bed,
the place he liked to rest his head.
Now he's gone its sad to say,
we will miss him everyday.
Jacque RIP.
RIP Jacque, Passed away peacfully in our bed on mothers day 2011. This poem is for him.
Jacqueo was a very nice cat
He never refused a comb nor a pat.
His fur was soft and black as night
He loved Monet, they would cuddle so tight.
He raised some kittens, one called Max,
the other now gone he was called Jax.
He had great lungs and he let us know,
he would occasionally scream just to show.
When he was young he use to bite,
Towards the end he lost his sight.
He passed away in our bed,
the place he liked to rest his head.
Now he's gone its sad to say,
we will miss him everyday.