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Atlantic sea cul-de-sac among flowers
A squirrel in winter on a branch looks at me
Beauty all the owl's eyes are looking at me
Predatory lynx steals me on the water
Well, what do you want from me. I am a predator
Let me go home, it's not May on the street
I ate a little too much, it often happens to me
Why are you looking at me like that?
The tiger cub lies cute and looks at me
Cute, playful cat looks out at me
Well, give me glory and peace
Don't be afraid of me, I'm afraid of myself, because I'm called a little mew