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Grandma's Cat

She'll run round when she is crazy She'll sigh and cry just like a lady If she get up to where she cant jump down She'll chew her furs clean as collar She'll rub her eyes green as dollar And her cold feet like that of sea-camel Sometimes I'd kick her with mine fists, Grandma spoil her with much food treats Allowing her to sleep hours like she need no help. Her paws like needles in orange tree And she'll pin me up and she'll wake me We'll lick our ice-cream and the donuts But Grandma's cat went away from home I sought her from here down to rome We never saw her till the world ended.

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