One early morning, a neighbor came knocking, Sneezing and itching, his nose was a-rocking. He brought a cute kitty, shedding fur all around, Said, “Take care of this cat, my allergies abound.”
But the player was busy, with no time to spare, Taking care of a cat? It was just too much to bear. Then the neighbor remembered a village so fine, Full of playful cats, a place so divine.
So off they went, to the village of cats, Surrounded by walls, with statues and mats. But the guards at the gate, they wouldn’t let in, Said, “Only ocelots here, no room for your kin.”
But the player was clever, put on a disguise, Looked just like a cat, with big, innocent eyes. The guards were fooled, they let the player through, And inside the village, so much fun to pursue.
Climbing on trees, finding rewards up high, And even some bugs, for the cats to defy. A blacksmith’s shop turned into a grand feast, With milk and fish, a cat’s favorite feast.
The player felt relieved, the cat would be fine, In this village of cats, a place so divine. Exploring the cat houses, so cozy and neat, Every cat had a bed, a comfortable seat.
The player laid down, feeling so at ease, In a cat’s bed, feeling a sense of peace. Then woke up hungry, grabbed some fish to eat, And wandered to the garden, where cats would meet.
But to the player’s surprise, there were villagers too, Taking care of the cats, making sure they had stew. The player felt reassured, the cat would be okay, In this village of cats, where it could play and stay.
So the player left, feeling content and light, Knowing the cat would be happy, day and night. Oh, to be a cat, in a village so grand, Living life so carefree, in a magical land.