The Rarest Cat
Poached for their fur,
Made into rugs.
There is not much time
Before they are gone.
Losing their habitats,
To fires and humans.
Looking for somewhere to go,
Before they are gone.
May be the rarest cat,
But also the prettiest Of them all.
We need to protect them,
Before they are gone.
Spots like fingerprints.
Fur as soft as a feather,
Eyes as pretty as the Eiffel Tower at night.
A tail as long as a person.
Clothes for summer and winter,
Alive in the night.
Climbing the trees,
To camouflage in the bright,
Looking for something to fright.
100 left in the wild,
Increasing slowly
But surely.
Do they deserve it?
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