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Katie our cat.
Katie’s our cat, She cat can be a brat. She’ll meows and scratch, She can be quite nice, But at a high price. She’ll lie on the floor, Right by the door. She’ll not eat her food, And be very rude. When I’m not here, I think she sheds a tear. If you treat her with care, She can be quite fair. She likes her dad, He’s quite a fad. She loves her mum, She is good fun. But all said and done, She knows she’s the one. By Rita Joel Katie our cat click play button for streaming audio |
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