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We need a little Catmas Carols... By Laurie Loughlin |
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Whose fur was black and bold, As he sat under the carport in December though it was cold, That he was lord of his backyard. The neighbourhood cats agree, For, when he hisses, they turn and leave His yard immediately.
(“It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”) |
It came upon a midnight cat