My Little Biscuit Eater

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    My Little Biscuit Eater



    Here come’s my little biscuit eater
    She running and grinning
    Looking for ah biscuit

    Calling my cat sam
    The poor old thing

    He jumps and meow than run for his
    Life
    Cause that biscuit eater will pull his
    Ears
    My old cat sam just take one glance
    He meow, meow and precede to run

    As my little biscuit eater says
    Yum, yum, yum

    My old cat sam says get that biscuit
    Eater
    And give me a bowl of friskies
    Top off with a bowl of milk

    It will be paw lickin good

    My Little Apple..smile


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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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