Todd
I love Todd, yes I do.
Even when He takes a poo.
He is the apple of my eye.
If He ever left me, I would cry.
Todd is the one I see in my dreams,
but only He knows what that means.
He's kind of mean and doesn't think of others.
It's because He hadn't any brothers.
Still, he's always sweet to me.
Like bumble-bees in a honey tree
He is definitely my best friend.
By my side, through thick and thin.
Todd will always be the cat for me
Todd is the kitty of my fantasy
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