Crazy Daisy
When I was little I had a cat
A sweet old thing named Daisy
My brother tied a bell on her tail
And drove my poor cat crazy
Daisy took off running
That bell just jingling away
I was so mad at my brother
I put sand in his modeling clay
Poor Daisy finally made it home
She'd lost the bell somewhere
And she was soon her old self
With my tender, loving, care
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