Beneath bright chandeliers that shimmer and gleam,
Where whiskers wear silk and the floors softly beam,
The Caterella Ball hums late into night,
With paws tipped in velvet and gowns spun of light.
A tom in a tux with a confident twirl,
Leads out to the floor a jewel-clad girl,
Her dress blooms in color, in starlight and sway,
Like midnight discovering it longs to be day.
They glide past the clock as it quietly sighs,
While magic stays stitched in their laughter and eyes,
For here every kitty may sparkle and stand,
A prince or a queen in a dream-made land.
So dance, little hearts, while the moon holds it still,
For wonder is real at the Caterella Ball.
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