Moving in Summer is not like a Fall
But I need to know where I'm at
I about bumped in the wall
As I was being chased by a cat
In the summer I search in the garden
I like to find small bugs and worms
The little things I eat aren't a burden
But I move fast as a cat has her yearns
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