  When I grow up I mean to be A Lion large and fierce to see. I’ll mew so loud that Cook in fright Will give me all the cream in sight. And anyone who dares to say “Poor Puss” to me will rue the day. Then having swallowed him I’ll creep Into the Guest Room Bed to sleep. A kitten sits on a window ledge in the house, watching lots of other kittens outside |
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