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Here is a very touching tribute to a special cat, sent in by Ruth Dickover: (RIP, Wordsworth)
Wordworth’s Song
I love how your ears twitch, whenever you sniff me,
And when I hold out my hand, I love how you lick me,
I love the way your purr is oh so heavenly,
But Wordsworth, most of all, I love how you love me.
I love how you knead me, whenever I hold you,
I love how you jump on me, without being told to,
I love the way you always cuddle up with me,
But Wordsworth, most of all, I love how you love me.
I love how your eyes shine, whenever you look at me,
And when it’s breakfast time, I love how you meow loudly,
I love the way your kiss is so soft and furry,
But Wordsworth, most of all, I love how you love me.
I love how your tail wags, whenever I sing to you,
And when I come home at night, I love to play with you,
I love the way you groom yourself and nuzzle me,
But Wordsworth, most of all, I love how you love me.
Note: To be sung to the tune, I Love How You Love Me, by Barry Mann and Larry Kolber
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