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We need a little Catmas Carols... By Laurie Loughlin |
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Your grasp has got me keeling. It’s whine and squirm time When you pick me up. Long have I tried To let you know my feeling, That when you lift me, My life you disrupt!
I’d rather trot And go about my buisness. The grip you’ve got’s Not popular with me.
Put me down, please. I need to see the turkey. Oh, sight divine, Even though I’m now airborne. Oh, sight divine! Let me go! This bird is mine!
(“O Holy Night”) |
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