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He's been neutred. My cat Mouschie Is Driving me to drink He whines He cat growls He paces And That’s how he talks But I don’t understand What he wants… Every two minutes today He’s After me… He’s been fed He’s been watered And what I call de-pooped for A fresh clean litter box I haven’t learned a thing from Garfield I want some peace and quiet and a chance to write It’s probably because it’s mating season and he’s on the prowl MEOW! Oh yes. He’s a house cat and never goes out |
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