I had kept a submissive cat,
It always slept on the mat,
It preyed upon a naughty rat,
It was always fit and fat,
When we sat together side by side,
Nothing in hearts, we could hide,
We both could speak to each other,
And could understand well rather,
Whenever I gave her a gentle pat,
It always jumped at my derby hat
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