"Swiftly, Softly, Slowly creeps,
In my bedroom door he peeps.
When the morning sun shall rise,
I open my eyes to a fluffy surprise.
When I swing my legs over the side,
He tries to catch them, jumps up high.
He'll always win, He'll always catch,
This heart of mine, He is a cat."
By: Pupcakes :)
By: Pupcakes :)
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