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For My Mate’s Cat
Goodnight, sweet Ming,
you were a splash of marmalade
on this our dry and toasty world.
Some olive garden outside space
is now seeing your tail unfurled.
We’ll miss you this coming Christmas,
but know, that cats like you
make inside fires glow.
you were a splash of marmalade
on this our dry and toasty world.
Some olive garden outside space
is now seeing your tail unfurled.
We’ll miss you this coming Christmas,
but know, that cats like you
make inside fires glow.
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