In Newport I met a big fuzzy black cat
He didn't much like me he snarled and spat
I ate up his food and slept on his bed
He humped up his back cause his dad rubbed my head
while I sat on the sofa, just like a people
All and all, it was pretty good
even though the cat didn't want to be friends
p.s. I rode in a golf cart by some feet on the floor,
it was kinda scary I think golf carts need doors
Monday, March 9, 2009
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