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Crabby Tabby

The way that you’re crying, You sound like you’re dying… You can’t get enough of that food! And then, when I feed you, You say, “I don’t need you!” And you’re in another bad mood! Stop trying to bite me! I think that you might be… A little too cruel and crabby! No matter what I say, I’ll adore you anyway! You’ll always be my love, Tabby!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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