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There they lie on the floor of the house. Stretched in the sun, lounging about. Furry and killer, soft yet so mean. Gone when you want them, here when you don't.
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Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
Cats
There they lie on the floor of the house. Stretched in the sun, lounging about. Furry and killer, soft yet so mean. Gone when you want them, here when you don't.
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Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
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