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Crazy Daisy

When I was little I had a cat A sweet old thing named Daisy My brother tied a bell on her tail And drove my poor cat crazy Daisy took off running That bell just jingling away I was so mad at my brother I put sand in his modeling clay Poor Daisy finally made it home She'd lost the bell somewhere And she was soon her old self With my tender, loving, care

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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