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Ran Up the Tree Fluffy the Cat Still Stuck Up There Yuk-

Fluffy The cat climbed the tree; He had ran away from me; Yet he stills meows; To far up now; How meow gonna git down now?
6/27/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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De Beaulieu Avatar
June 27, 2021 at 3:51 PM
Hello James, a tall ladder might help. Blessings my friend.
Allison Avatar
June 27, 2021 at 2:55 PM
hope fluffy finds a way to get down lol heard of firemen being called out and then the cat gets down on its own accord lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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