Two Cats On a Windowsill
Two Cats On A Windowsill
"Hey, Enya."
"Yes, Tammy."
"Do you see what I see?"
"What do you see Tammy?"
"Things in the air, swirling and looking like they're having so much fun!"
"Oh yes, Tammy, you are watching the dancing of the dead."
"Dead, Enya?"
"Yes, Tammy. The leaves are dead."
"I hope when I'm dead I have that much fun, Enya."
"I hope so too Tammy."
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