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Aug 23
Of all the places in the house you could be
You’re sitting on me
Sharing a moment in time
Oh, isn’t this divine

And then you're gone.
The honour of having your cat choose your lap. Soothing but usually fleeting.
Written by
Abby  31/F
     Cat, Elizabeth J and ju
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