There once was a cat, who explored all around, I came in the door and it came in too,
I turned and spotted that darn cat, as Miranda and I screamed bloody murder,
that darn cat ran through the house. After screaming and chasing, that cat went outside,
Miranda hissed at it and told it to get out now, it better not be exploring our house anymore.
Moral of the poem: we strongly dislike cats.
I am moved to say that I totally agree with you!
ReplyDeleteAnd what did your grandma do?
She didnt see it or hear our screams haha
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