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K.C. Millett
November 5th, 1927

Our Pet Peeve
Written:

We own a cat
That sleeps all day - everyday,
Except when it's time to eat,
Then he'll probably stretch a lot,
And "purrtend" to be real sweet.

We call him "Clyde"
For no reason at all - really,
He's smart-eyed, grey with white,
But never quite awake enough,
To separate day from night.

So all he does
To earn his keep - it seems,
Is supply us with a pet,
Beyond that fundamentally,
He ain't done too much yet.

And considering
The price of food - outrageous,
Along with Jonny Cat,
You're probably talkin' nine a week,
The cost you're lookin' at.

But "Clydles"
Is worth this - and more,
His warmth is part of us,
Despite his lack of energy,
We love that lazy cuss.

 

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