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John 3: 16

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

There’s a cat I’ve come to like dear Smokey is his name,
And when he sees me in the morn we have a proper game,
He rolls upon his back paws up in the air,
Looks at me with greenish eyes a sort of loving stare,
He didn’t like me some time back his paws were on the ready.

But now we’re pals this cat and I were going really steady,
He’s got a little cat flap when he wants to escape,
Then runs of in the garden to find his soul mate.
Soon comes back when he’s hungry to be fed by his dear mum,
He really has a nosh up and fills his little tum,
They say cats aint intelligent but this one is for sure,

He knows all what you are doing even going out of the door,
Butter is his favourite treat fed right from the finger,
It’s only cause he’s been well spoilt,
It’s made him a humdinger,
If anyone should hurt him,
They’ll get all my five fingers.