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There once was a Cylon named Bob
Who lived in a house with his pet, a small blob
The blob was a cat, with fur so soft and fine
Bob adored him, and spent all his time
Together they roamed, through fields and forests green
Bob would tell tales, of battles and machines
The cat would listen, with eyes wide and bright
Bob never tired, of telling them night after night
But as the years passed, the cat grew old and gray
Bob watched with sadness, as he slowed down each day
But still they roamed, through fields and forests green
Bob told his tales, of battles and machines
And though the cat’s fur, was now thin and worn
Bob’s love for him, was still ever strong
For to Bob, the cat, was a loyal and true friend
Until the end, their bond would never end
So here’s to Bob, the Cylon and his cat
A friendship so pure, that nothing could splat
