She's brown and black,
With green eyes,
Our cat waits on us hand and feet,
She can be really pushy,
She's our cat,
Loves to get on everyone's nerves,
She looks like she wants to say something to me,
To those who don't know her,
Consider yourselves lucky,
She is so lazy,
But skinny I don't know how she does it,
Now she's gone to live her adult life.
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