My father once had a cat named Moose,
A big TOMCAT,
And he would whistle for him
Just like you whistle for a dog.
And my father would get a chair and sit down,
And when he came in, Moose would get in his lap.
Moose would whine, and my father would say:
Moose, where have you been,
I haven’t seen you all day!
And they had the conversation on the front porch,
And nobody knew what they were talking about.
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