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I will play at the mandolin
a serenade ... gently to sleep. I will caress and fondle her every day. With the dolls in my house, she will live. At the neck, she will wear a big red silk ribbon. Kids will ask, "Who owns this cute cat?" Every night I will give her sweet milk and a heart-shaped pillow to sleep. Sunday, she will go with me in the park; from the bicycle's basket, she will look at me with love. Sure, she will be a good and obedient cat! In front of the fire, on my knees, will stay curled. Occasionally she will open one eye stealthily, will hark: the story with frantic cats and pampered princesses will not bored her. What do you think?
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