Deep in the dark the night can call you
call you to its bosom
You want to wake
you quake and quake
but there's nothing you can do
Deep in your sleep the night can call you
then you hear a purr
you stretch out your hand and there she is
so warm, a bundle of fur
she strokes your face with a gentle paw
and your fears they are no more
Her name is Rosie, she's my cat.
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