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Pussy cat pussy cat

There’s a cat on our street, she’s incredibly clean
She is long she is black and she’s terribly mean
She roars like a lion and purrs like a kitten
One look at her face and your bound to be smitten
With her bright golden eyes and a coat black as coal
She will lure you in, she will capture your soul
She’s a devil an angel all rolled into one
On the wide open road she is fast she is fun
In the city she knows how to slow down the pace
As she ambles down streets with such style and grace
Such a beautiful creature, a cat built to please
She’s a Jaguar car and I’m holding the keys

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... and entertaining read from you. However, I didn't get the typo "break".
wesley

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Sorry Wes that shouldn't have been there and it's gone now, thanks for reading.

John

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you know minds purr

loved

John, have you "been to London to see the queen" with her?

You describe the cat so well too, Siamese cats I have had,
just watching them move was the most beautiful sight.

My aunt had a black sleek coated kind cat, it sat beside her
death bed and remained there long after, his name was Satan.

Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

it was fun to read this one...it flows so smoothly like the pussy cat you mentioned and related it so well with the jaguar...

raj (sublime_ocean)

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