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My cat can be bad like a spider,
She crawls and creeps around. She will lay on the floor and purr. Tigger knows I would never take her to the pound. Cats are like spiders in some ways, They draw you in like flies to the web and you're caught. Look deep into those eyes and they captivate you all your days for a cat, your love can be bought. Your cat sneaks up on you, Just like a spider. You love her, she's your pet and maybe you're a fool. For this bond, there is no cure. I love cats, I hate spiders! My cat spider-NOT! I love it when she purrs, as she sits next to be on my fancy cot. Cats are better pets then spiders. They love you in their own way. They look into your eyes as your hand touches their fur. My cat is the better part of my day. ![]() ![]() ** #803370 Not An Image **
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