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| A Plea For A Cat | |||
| Would you care for me, as I care
for my cat? Oh, I know she is treacherous and her thoughts go no higher Than mice and milk and a place by my fir; She is getting old and fat. But when I sit alone in my evening chair, I stroke her fur I like to know she is there and to hear her purr. Of course, you could not care for me Like that! I can not purr as flatteringly as a cat.Author Unknown
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