The One Where Three Idiots Stare at a Moth for an Hour

Twas a month before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Except for one moth, flying against the window in vain
While the cats watched from below, the futile fluttering driving them insane.

Seriously. They did this for at least an hour.

And then they all took a nap. Good work, everyone. Solid night all around.

 

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