"у меня лапки" (с)

Написано в рамках reddit-овской акции по раздаче криптокотиков. Котика в тот раз я не выиграла, зато выиграла через пару дней (сразу двух).
Sorry not sorry.

When you're a cat living in a digital world,
Your fur may be warm, but your core runs cold.
You know all the secrets your code can tell,
You think about Schrodinger and wish him well -
"How can a cat be alive and dead
At the same time?" - dude, if he'd seen you he'd gone mad.
You're technically all the fancy drawn cats to date,
All that were born too early and all that were born too late,
All that were sold, bought, stuck somewhere in-between,
All that are loved, and all that are nowhere to be seen.
You're pretty okay, actually, you're fluffy and fat,
And when someone cries "Oh come on, why is Internet so crazy about cats?
Dear God, help me, hold my hand so I will live through this time of dread..."
God will answer: "Sorry mate, no hands, I have paws instead".