To trance attuned I am with what you haven't
Written, more to eternity I'm drawn-
You'll never play with me as kitten
Red the cat is near you at dawn
Tickle Mustache your nipple and your
Tummy spread good news to all and your
Mummy -to trance I am attuned with what
I have just written.
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