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“A black cat crossing your path signifies
that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Caturday
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
continued in part two
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“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard
Caturday
But when groomed and fed
And safely resting in bed
I am a cute little kitty
Without any hissy fitty
continued in part four
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“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard
Caturday
My furry stripes
I am wearing proud
Sometimes picking a fight
‘Cause I like being loud
continued in part three
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“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard
Caturday
I am a tiger cat
Hear me roar!
continued in part two
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“The ideal of calm
exists in a sitting cat”
Jules Renard
Caturday
I am a soft kitty
Hear me purr
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“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud
Happy Cats
Soft kitty, warm kitty
Purring on my lap
Sleepy kitty, happy kitty
Why don’t I too take a nap…
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“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud
Happy Cats
My little ball of fur
Listening to you purr
Life is kind of a blur
But this is how I prefer
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“Time spent with cats
is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud
Happy Cats
Happy with my kitty
So I wrote this little ditty
Why don’t you sing along
To the tune of this familiar song…
continued in part two
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“Women and cats
will do as they please,
and men and dogs should relax
and get used to the idea”
Robert A. Heinlein
Cat in the Bag
“I keep my cat
In my handbag”
Said the old hag
And, with a snag
Lighting a fag
“It’s not a gag,
so just cut me some slack”
She quickly snapped
As she zigzagged
A price tag
Like a yellow flag
Flashing on her ragtag
And out of fashion coat
Stepping into a boat
Flinging in her large tote
The cat sprung out
And onto the float
In a few quick strokes
She rowed across the moat
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“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Cuddle Up
For the afternoon nap
Has fallen all of the cat
Into comfortable bundle
Only one missing, is the uncle
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