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In order to feel that, one must eschew dog in favour of cat food, install a ski lift, give short change and shorter shrift, paint palindromes torch light garden gnomes take out pay day loans and skip town. It surely follows on that when the day has gone the night appears, and owls eyes scan the fields for mice. I have nine lives used up one and twice I've nearly split from number two, it's the catgut or rotgut or the garden hut for me where no one sees the madness in my eyes, there's only reflected light in these cats eyes
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 10:51 AM UTC
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In order to feel that, one must eschew dog in favour of cat food, install a ski lift, give short change and shorter shrift, paint palindromes torch light garden gnomes take out pay day loans and skip town. It surely follows on that when the day has gone the night appears, and owls eyes scan the fields for mice. I have nine lives used up one and twice I've nearly split from number two, it's the catgut or rotgut or the garden hut for me where no one sees the madness in my eyes, there's only reflected light in these cats eyes
Louis and his descent into madness is well documented.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 10:51 AM UTC
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