Jack and Henry Are Our Cats

Jack and Henry Are Our Cats

Jack and Henry are names that them we call,
Who with play with balls both big and small;
We went for broke;
Almost would croak;
Stepped on one with foot and down did fall.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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