When Sammy Was Young

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The itsy bitsy kitten,

Climbed up my blue jean leg.

She sunk in her claws,

And I began to beg.

Please let go of me,

Or I may start to cry.

She looked up with a kitty smile,

And squinted both her eyes.

02/26/2024

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