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Proud Cats

Look at their face, they are so proud and it’s their grace, that makes them so loud It is their place, for us not to crowd so let us fight, for their land not to be ploughed There is something going on, in their habitat it might not be long, before they can’t climb a tree They need their territory, to not live like a rat this is their jungle, that sets them free They are independent, and one hell of a cat so let us be one, so we all can agree that this is not on, for us to of sat let’s set them free, so they are able to glee Just like a god, they are king of the jungle they like to be wild, and not made humble With their freedom, they love to roam so let them be free, in their great home

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