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Holly...

Hey, you Hooman, Don't look at me that way I am not gonna stay Give me my food And I will be on my way I see you, and I come in If I like, I start purrin' For a belly rub I roll on thus, I make you my pawn I lick and scratch for my good You find it to be so cute You start talking like a baby I think you are a fool and crazy I am my own queen I always keep myself clean Don't be such a smug I am the cutest thug You think I may not care My love is for the rare When I decide to show Then only you will know I teach you to be you Plenty of stories in every mew Listen closely for your sake Be yourself and don't be a fake....
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Written by
agalwithwords
F / Indian
Published
May 1, 2018
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30·145
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Our neighbour's cat visit us everyday for a snack and some snuggles...

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#cat#love
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