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There was a cat named Crazy
Who never lived long enough to
He was gay hearted, young and
And all the secrets of life he
He would always arrive on time for
Scamper on your feet and chase the
He was faster than any polo
He never worried a minute at
His tail was a plume that scampered with
He was black as night and as fast as light.
So the bad cats killed him in the fall.
Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Miller Hemingway (July 21, 1899 – July 2, 1961) was an American journalist, novelist, short-story writer, and sportsman. His economical a
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