Henry, the crazy yet cuddly feline
His chin is half black, the other half's white
Really, his whole visage is a cute sight
He springs, later snuggles, he's quite volatile
And whenever I'm with him I can't help but smile
He races past me in a wild goose chase
The dog close behind, it becomes quite a race
The counter, so tempting, he leaps up on top
We have to do something to just make him stop
He is quite fantastic despite those few flaws
You'll see if you listen to the next clause
When I get home he is standing right there
Rubs his head against my hand, gives me a cute stare
My lap is his home in the evenings, you see
He nestles himself right on top comfortably
Henry isn't perfect, but I like him that way
So he will be mine on Valentine's Day
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