I situate myself, and seat myself,And where you recline I shall recline,For every armchair belonging to you as good as belongs to me.I loaf and curl up my tailI yawn and loaf at my ease after rolling in the catnip p
Henry N. Beard, Poetry for Cats: The Definitive Anthology of Distinguished Feline Verse
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