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Clive

There's a cat on my street called Clive Everyone loves that cat He's slinky and sleek and so dignified He wonders the street like the world's on his side He simply won't fear the snarliest hounds, walking the wall as they jump by his feet He simply won't carry any extra pounds, even after eating at every house on the street He has always caught himself a bird or a lizard or sometimes a rat He's so smug it's just absurd And he'll break into a purr at the drop of a hat He'll circle your legs and paw at your feet and jump on your lap wherever you're sat But I think he's a cunt Cos I fucking hate cats!
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