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| Dang man, I'm bored |
In mornings and sleep-dreams when I feel alone
I forget not that there are but cats in our home
Whenever I miss that dear lover I'm due
I know that there ain't not a pussy can't do
Mittenless kittens I pet and hold tight
Purring, ensnaring: per sweet scratch, a bite
I lost my love too as a fish lost its bone
To the kisses of beautiful cats in our home
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| Ok, I'll take a self portrait: "Miming face style" |
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