…With my neighbour’s cat

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She comes tap-tapping at my door
And oh how my heart does soar
As when I approach to let her in
Her tail lifts in grateful greeting.

Then in she pads, so full of grace,
Meowing until I lift her to my face
And plant a kiss upon her head
When she’ll start to purr instead.

Gently I place her back down
And now she wants to play the clown,
Rolling over and weaving around my legs
– Come on, give me more fuss, she begs.

Eventually she settles on my knee,
Vibrating away contentedly;
I talk to her softly about my troubles,
Them drifting off in paw shaped bubbles.

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