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Friday, June 13, 2025

FOOD FOR THE FERRELL

All of the kitty cat lips, were all tongue licken, 
In the garbage, there was the skin of a chicken,
The wicked aroma that smelled,
All kitty attention, it held,
Along came a bear, and kitty hearts, did quicken.




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