Sometimes I wonder how it became that
I have a sister named Lucy
And two brothers named Fred
My name is Phoebe the cat
I like to play outside
With the smell of the freshly mowed grass
And beetles I can chase in the garden
I run in the sprinklers in the summer
with a vicarious whim to be free
with a vicarious whim to be free
And pounce on the leaves in the fall
I like to play outside
I take naps all day
While I’m home alone
I find warm sunny spots by the open window
And curl up in a ball to rest
Escaping to dreams of catnip and yarn
I take naps all day
My name is Phoebe the cat
I like to play outside
I take naps all day
My name is Phoebe the cat
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