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I hear a sound, a quiet breep.
Perhaps it's from my spouse asleep? No, now he's watching fishing trout. This time it's not the usual lout. And the dog, she's looking at me, so her I guess it couldn't be. Alas, I'm stumped, then spy the cat. I never knew she snored like that!
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