Spoil the Cat
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I might be small, may have no voice
But that doesn’t mean that my life is your choice
Conceived, a babe, I’m not a sin
I’d show you myself but you can’t come in here
Now I love cats don’t get me wrong
But something just ain’t right here
Where a nation vows justice for all
Still we spare the child and spoil the cat
I’m not a life I heard them say
But I had a heartbeat from the very first day
Deceived your mind, your mother knew
Just because nine people say it doesn’t mean that it’s true
Now I love cats don’t get me wrong
But something just ain’t right here
Where a nation vows justice for all
Still we spare the child and spoil the cat
So it’s privacy, a fundamental right?
Thank God Mary didn’t know that in Bethlehem that night
Believe the Word, it’ll save the day
Your son or your daughter wouldn’t want it this way
Now I love cats don’t get me wrong
But something just ain’t right here
Where a nation vows justice for all
Still we spare the child and spoil the cat
Copyright © Andrew Baffi | Year Posted 2020
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