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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He was a shabby, mean, mouthy and nasty boy chasing after cats dragging along his buddy Mccoy; and they both were slim and handsome but laughed a lot when they ate corned beef and cabbage from a large pot. " Keith, don't forget to feed the cats, I've bought another bag from the supermarket, and please don't eat their food...they aren't biscuits! " " Okay, mom I'll feed them and won't forget. " Everyone in the neighborhood considered them evil, Irene, the red-headed gal, called them hoodlums; the elderly locked their doors saying, " Go to hell! " The town had become an armory of brooms. Their aunt Agata used to say, " They were such nice boys in their teens, now they hunt cats uphill and cage them as tigers and feed them frogs and weeds; " Enough, enough scoundrels...I'll hit you with my long broom from left to right even when you tie the knot in that church with a beautiful, naive bride! " " Uh, uh!" The cat hunters replied with a defiant, boorish frown, " Try to chase us, aunty...you'll never catch us, we dare you to race! " " Stop, pretty boys...you are going to get Frankenstein's ugly face! " They replied, " Go ahead! Go ahead! He was too big to run! " All the kids that disliked them placed bananas peels all over the road leading to Kill, and as they tried to flee from aunt Agata, they fell on them and went downhill.... hitting their faces on pine needles that poked deep and made them bleed; " I got you, rascals," she happily screamed..." Now, say your sorry creed! "
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