cdobbins@peace.edu
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it was thrown in a dumpster which became it's bed
life was hard in that alley in the SFV
but I learned to survive as you will clearly see
It was all on it's own with it's signature mane
making it day by day in life's dangerous game
but it was wise beyond it's years the fittest of the fit
and he grew to be respected for it's wisdom and wit
dodging cars, trucks and vigilante packs
always landed on it's feet and never on it's back
as it's legend grew they came from near and far
to learn from the cat the color of tar
it taught about tough but was all about love
surviving the streets from some help from above
it's logo has been spotted all over the world
on the toughest old men to the prettiest girls
from 'a' list celebs to soldiers of war
on clergy, on firemen, even the down-trodden whore
it's not about judging but helping those out
who've been left in the cold, no entry, no clout
it represents right and tough and strong
and whoever should wear it shows it truly belongs
it knows no barriers and it's message to all
the weakest in the litter becoming the proudest and tall
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