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The setting is a smoky, dimly-lit jazz bar.
A hi-hat provides the rhythm, sets the mood.
Ch chhh-cht, Ch chhh-cht,...

You.
You on the wall,
Waving your tail at me
Why do you run
when I chase
You?

Come down in my yard,
I just want to play
For a while.

You run away now,
But I know that
Tomorrow
You'll be back to torment me
Again.

Until then.



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