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Meowsings

The gifts I bring are safely dead, But end up in the trash instead. Now I think I see the light You want a gift that squirms with life! I know just what will do the trick, It's long and black and rather thick. Here you go, your living treat. How cute it moves without no feet! Why you running out the door? Come back, sit down, I'll bring you more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 2/8/2020 1:27:00 PM
lol. This one is great. Well done :)
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Jean Bush
Date: 2/8/2020 1:34:00 PM
Thanks so much, Heidi.
Date: 1/30/2020 8:54:00 PM
So funny, Jean! ha, ah, ha, ah, ha, ha, and hardy-har-har. Curly, Moe, and Larry ain't got nothin' on you. Sweet! Laughs galore. THANKS! Smiles, Gershon
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Jean Bush
Date: 1/30/2020 8:56:00 PM
Hey Gershon, thanks yourself. I love writing these as long as you keep visiting.
Date: 1/28/2020 9:10:00 AM
Oh my goodness...lol A wiggle, a squiggle... a hiss that scares... she jumping... she bounding up the stairs… I guess my gift frightened... cause her panic is heightened... there won't be no sleepin… all night she'll be peekin… wondering whats on the stairs... bwahahahahahaha gotta love cats....
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Date: 1/28/2020 11:28:00 AM
Hahaha! I'd never go back in that house again!