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Larry, The Downing Street Cat
I had chicken for my breakfast and prawns for my tea.
I’m the Downing Street cat and I know what I did see.
All those people chinking glasses and laughing out loud
When other people weren’t able to meet up as a crowd.
I am the Downing Street cat and yes, I saw it all clearly.
He said he wasn’t there, and he said it so sincerely.
But I saw Boris and Carrie take champers to the party.
I saw them leave later and they were both quite hearty.
I wandered around and no one paid me any attention.
Not a stroke nor a tickle, now that’s not convention.
So, I’m spilling the beans about party-gate and more.
Then I’m off through cat-flap that’s in the back door.
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