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Big Chief Writing Pad

Our Cats Jack and Henry (There is a Henry Horn in our family who lived in Bavaria, Germany.) Cats were asleep in our each seat (This is actually true.) And both of them looked so sweet While comfortably lying there Waiting to receive our loving care. Up against my feet would rub Each piece of furniture and tub Name we must dub on each one Jack and Henry who have fun. So going around they will keep And then start falling fast asleep After eating food they were fed Ended up conked out in their bed. You have to like this one. Instead of John Boy you can call me James Boy. Wonder if they still make those same Big Chief writing pads he used to write on. Jim Horn

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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