She had a leather sofa
Sitting by the wall
It still had eye sockets
And it answered when she called
I was afraid that I would ruin it
Scratch and cut and bruise it
Attack it and confuse it
As it prowled around the room
Like a lion in a café
That roamed around cage
And jumped out of the window
In a kind of rage
this leather sofa blues confused me
I’m sensitive to things like that
and I don’t think anyone should sit there
If they’re easily scratched by a cat
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Thank you Gottfried, I feel honoured.
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Is English your first language?
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yes
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Oh cool
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