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Auld Lang Abigail

It doesn't have to make sense. I'm a cat, remember?

By Cathy holmesPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Should Abigail’s treats be forgot

e’er mom should lose her mind,

I’ll take a nibble off her leg

and scratch her big behind.

For Abigauld lang syne, my dear.

For Abigauld lang syne.

If mom forgets my treats tonight,

I’ll pay her back in kind.

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Cathy holmes

Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.

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    Written by Cathy holmes