My two favorite girls.
A cat as blackAs blackest coalIs out uponHer midnight stroll,Her steps are soft,Her walk is slow,Her eyes are gold,They flash and glow.And so I runAnd so I duck,I do not needHer black-cat luck.

My two favorite girls.

A cat as black
As blackest coal
Is out upon
Her midnight stroll,
Her steps are soft,
Her walk is slow,
Her eyes are gold,
They flash and glow.
And so I run
And so I duck,
I do not need
Her black-cat luck.

(Source: ahhr)