~* Cinder My Pussycat

Thad Wilk

Now Cinder's a contented cat,

a real hunter I will say that.

She's not afraid of mice or rat.

It's tit for tat, it's tit for tat.

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She's purrrfect weight no bit of fat.

And loves a cuddle or a pat.

Does backflips like an acrobat.

Fun to look at, fun to look at.

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This gray mouse is her fav'rite toy.

Almost looks like the real mccoy.

Filled with catnip oh boy, oh boy.

Brings her such joy, brings her such joy.

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Cinders got claws like a sawmill.

Likes to look out the windowsill.

Won't see "no blinds here" never will!

All in landfill, all in landfill.

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When lunchtime comes does a ballet.

Wants her din-din without delay.

All of her meals must be gourmet.

Salmon filet, salmon filet~

 

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  • Author: Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 13th, 2024 09:38
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