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![]() The Junk Box Kitten You see an empty box, lying on the floor. I see a treasure chest filled with fun galore. You are always tempting; with lots of new toys. Shiny and bright often making lots of noise. But content here I am, rather quite smitten. Might as well just call me THE JUNK BOX KITTEN. -July 7, 2006- Copyright ©2006 Jenny Marie Stites
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