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The Queen
About a cat who lounges on Mama's bed until Mama comes along.
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Kitty cats come and go,
Some fast, some slow.
Not me, I'm here to stay,
That is, if I have my way.

I laze on Mama's bed,
After I've been fed.
I'm here to stay,
If I have my way.

I hear footsteps down the hall,
And Mama's plaintive call,
Abandon Mama's bed I must,
Or she will turn me into dust.

A cat I must become,
Not a queen upon her throne,
Because I want to stay,
That is, if I have my way.
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