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Scary Cat. There's a huzzle in the trees, there's a huzzle in the trees. What can it be? Go look, go see the huzzle in the trees Is it tall, is it small? Is anything there at all? If it is do give a call do you need my help? Is it friend or is it foe? If it bites just yelp. Now see here you scared cat there's nothing to see but trees the huzzle buzzle that you hear is just a soft warm breeze. It's not much good you'd be if I needed thee, if I were indeed to call. It's just as well there's nothing to tell As there's nothing there at all.

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