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Hello Mrs Pratt
It was three am on a winter's night
when the phone rang in the hall
it rang and rang so I staggered up
and went to answer the call
It was Mrs Pratt from No 3
'your cat's going crazy' she said
'it hasn't stopped wailing the whole night through'
and with that the phone went dead
So back to bed I quickly went
but sleep was an illusion
I lay awake and tossed and turned
and pondered this intrusion
At three am the following night
I phoned up Mrs Pratt
and when she finally answered the phone I said
'are you mad, I don't have a cat!'
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