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Y'know the last cat I had wasn't even my cat,   he was the neighbour's cat Yea! He defected... came over to our house My neighbours they had a holiday home down the country   and used visit it often on the weekends So the poor cat would be left behind at home   and he'd get lonely So he'd come out to us, and he liked us so   much We used give him a great reception He'd get so much love and attention, nice   food as well That he decided to stay with us rather than   go back home We even bought him one of those nice furry   little cathouse bed type things Put it out in the garage and he'd sleep there. But whose cat was he now then, was he ours   or was he still theirs Did they still have a claim on him Or was it up to him to choose, You know it could have caused a   Constitutional Crisis Could have gone to Court Who had ownership of the cat Could have been a real tug of love affair A bit like that film what's it's name...Kramer   vs Kramer Luckily the neighbours though they didn't   seem to mind that much. Of course, the punchline to all this was, one day my Dad was out visiting   my neighbours next door When who should he see lying there on the sofa looking very contented   and very much at home Yea! You guessed it. Are you thinking what I'm thinking Yea exactly! I bet the cat...our cat the Defector He was probably a Double Agent all along.
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Jan 20, 2023
Jan 20, 2023 at 12:00 PM UTC
The Defector (the Unconstitutional Cat)
Y'know the last cat I had wasn't even my cat,   he was the neighbour's cat Yea! He defected... came over to our house My neighbours they had a holiday home down the country   and used visit it often on the weekends So the poor cat would be left behind at home   and he'd get lonely So he'd come out to us, and he liked us so   much We used give him a great reception He'd get so much love and attention, nice   food as well That he decided to stay with us rather than   go back home We even bought him one of those nice furry   little cathouse bed type things Put it out in the garage and he'd sleep there. But whose cat was he now then, was he ours   or was he still theirs Did they still have a claim on him Or was it up to him to choose, You know it could have caused a   Constitutional Crisis Could have gone to Court Who had ownership of the cat Could have been a real tug of love affair A bit like that film what's it's name...Kramer   vs Kramer Luckily the neighbours though they didn't   seem to mind that much. Of course, the punchline to all this was, one day my Dad was out visiting   my neighbours next door When who should he see lying there on the sofa looking very contented   and very much at home Yea! You guessed it. Are you thinking what I'm thinking Yea exactly! I bet the cat...our cat the Defector He was probably a Double Agent all along.
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Jan 20, 2023
Jan 20, 2023 at 12:00 PM UTC
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