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We need a little Catmas Carols... By Laurie Loughlin |
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my Mama mewed to me, “You'll have to find your food yourself when there’s no other way. Go, smell it at the fountains, Out on the docks, in market stalls. Go, smell it at the fountains. Our Christmas fish is spawned.”
Now I am in charge of the Christmas feast for cats. They know that I'm an expert sniff at finding this and that. “Go, smell it at the fountains, Out on the docks, in market stalls. Go, smell it at the fountains. Our Christmas fish is spawned.”
(“Go, Tell It on The Mountain”) |
When I was a kitten,