Sep 3
She gets up early, to feed the cats.
She lives alone, she’s near a heart attack.
The cats they pray, they couldn’t help.
Cause cat’s aren’t God.
She lives alone, she’s near a heart attack.
The cats they pray, they couldn’t help.
Cause cat’s aren’t God.
Notes - see above. Oh, and PETA notified!
(Agender/The final frontier)
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