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The Cat Says Meow
Her lawn is well manicured
A thick, water fountain at the center
The canal is narrowed, it's a honeycomb niche.
His instrument is sublime like a violin, a saxophone,
and a flute; each note makes her dance. Ooh, she's
a champ! She sways to the sides, jumps up and down.
She's a great bull rider. She grabs the chandelier tightly, she
blows the piston so well. He plays hide and seek with her chubby
cat until the cock crow, and the cat says meow!
By: Margareth Debrosse
A thick, water fountain at the center
The canal is narrowed, it's a honeycomb niche.
His instrument is sublime like a violin, a saxophone,
and a flute; each note makes her dance. Ooh, she's
a champ! She sways to the sides, jumps up and down.
She's a great bull rider. She grabs the chandelier tightly, she
blows the piston so well. He plays hide and seek with her chubby
cat until the cock crow, and the cat says meow!
By: Margareth Debrosse
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