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Her name is Della
Her name is Della, when she meows
she sounds like a squeaky toy and
looks like a pot belly pig.
Her fur is as black as can be eyes of
gold that sparkle like diamonds.
Once she had been lost but now she
lives with me bringing me more joy and
happiness than I could ask for.
Her name is Della, when she meows
she sounds like a squeaky toy but I
am glad she is my Kitty Della Mae.
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