All morning I've had a song in my head. It's a song I learned as a child, probably as early as toddler age. I suppose it should make me feel comforted - you know, like I was a little kid again in the arms of my protective and loving family. Except it doesn't.
I know a little pussy
Her coat is silver grey
She lives down in the meadow
Not very far away
She'll always be a pussy
She'll never be a cat
Well she's a pussywillow
So what do you think of that
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
SCAT!
I feel like a lesbian pervert. Help me, please.
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