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Whose Laughing Meow

I went skipping down the street using a pussycat One hand near his teeth the other down his back. I spun him round and round while all the people wail Put that poor ole cat down Or at least hold him by the tail. What the people thought of me I really didn't care That's the last time that moggy gave me an evil stare. He bullied me daily, with language that's coarse He said i walk gayly, I woke necks to a horse He'd often trail me, and shag my tortoise Words used to fail me, but now no remorse. He'd get the cheese out of the traps for the mice I caught him doing it twice I warned him don't make it thrice But he's like a gambler throwing his dice, Ahhh, bless his little cries..... As i grabbed him near the teeth Nearly put my finger in his pass He almost did a sheet As his belly grazed the grass. I spun him round and round while jumping over him Mum would be proud It's like going to the gym. Like a car, I rode him for an hour I flung him real far, he landed in some flowers He looked like a furry shooting star, and it's he now who does cower Perhaps i don't have a heart, but I do need a shower!

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