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TESS
When I open the door.
You are laying on the floor.
Every day, your world, you love to explore.
You come running to see.
Yep, it's me.
When I lay in bed, on me you rest your head.
When I read a book, you just at me, look.
When I make a snack, you come running in on
the attack.
It is true, that you want some too.
I love you so much.
Your fur so soft, I love to touch.
