The blaze took their home, the poor cats

No place to hang their sweaters or hats

They’ve begun to inquire

On what started the fire

But suspecting it coulda been rats

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A foreman who’s known to be rude
In my fantasy world I see signs
An uptight young lady named Breerley
The POTUS and all of his men
There was a young fellow from Florida