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Old Horace lives with me
When he comes home at three
He knocks at the door, He knocks at the door And comes to sit with me.
He watches my TV
He sits right on my knee
He takes a nap Upon my lap That's where he likes to be
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Old Horace drinks a lot
He drinks right from the pot
His favourite drink Is milk, I think. He likes it when it's hot.
He eats food from a can He likes it just one way
It doesn't last, he finishes fast He eats it every day
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He always catches birds He doesn't say a word
He looks at one And starts to run He catches it for fun.
Old Horace isn't short, Old Horace isn't fat.
He's very sweet, He has four feet.
Old Horace is my cat!
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