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Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Growl, Hiss, Bristle
Cats tail, Thistle.
Smash, Crash, Glide
Linoleum slide!

High, Higher, Highest.
Kitty hits the top.
Feet, Lap, Chest-
Purrs, Snuggles, Pressed.

Stretch, Claw, Dig-
Mouse, Ball , Twig.
Say, Play, Sit?
Cat nip, Chicken bit.

When does this little rhyme end?
With a head smoosh from a furry friend.
Posted by WordsbyNicole at 11/25/2008 03:37:00 PM

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