The Jazzy Cat Scarlet

Coming to the door meow meow meow, hello! A wearing a hat softly your voice like a rose it takes me there. So I open the door and she wrote a message for me to hear.

Coming to me in the morning and leaving me at night all the time. You are there whenever and I just purrr. Coming to me and looking for food like you never done one wrong thing. All the colors of you make me feel so good and I just jazz you, purrrr. I love to “meow”. Try and realize that I am a very small but happy cat, she said. “My name is Scarlet and I want you to ask me when I am six feet tall”. “I jump and I see the reflection of you and then your rock plays a tune when I am not tall enough to see because I am only a cat”?

With wonder everywhere miracles everywhere are in the air. lightning of your song hits the love like there is no love at all at midnight. “I am a cat and I play Jazz”. It gets me through my busy day.“ You are just not the same today” and Scarlet Jazzy Cat says; That’s I’m not six feet tall”

“Meow all day long and I ask you get small? “ and there is no love at all! Don’t you Say good night to me and then stay a little longer, please? You left me I am Scarlet all alone trying only to give up a meowing for my social world”. You’re left out there without a doubt all over town. I saw you today at your convenience store you asked me for the measure of meowing mix!

You know what I said, from all that jazz is like a rolling stone is what I need.” The jazz in your eyes are locked inside your deception”, as Scarlet says in her jazzy tune reception and perceptive meow. And then the cat did a growl. As she came and went. All along with a opening act of a pretty purring artistic act of a meow and with a jazzy growl. A look like Picasso painted all across her face.

Throughout the night in a darkly tight room she takes me in and out of the light, “rock ‘n roll” good night!