Jul 2013
Sleek little body
Fur of black
She is my Baby
Hunting fabric mice is her game
Made from my hand to her heart
She fell through the wall
But she made it through all
Baby
Fur of black
She is my Baby
Hunting fabric mice is her game
Made from my hand to her heart
She fell through the wall
But she made it through all
Baby
She is my little cat.
(Texas)
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