The Cat Ate My Hat

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The Cat ate my hat. How do you like that? My hat was quite old. It had a rim made of gold. The Cat saw my hat. It was lying on the floor. The Cat pounced on it, And threw it against the door. Then the Cat started biting. He ripped my hat to shreds. Meanwhile, I was sleeping Soundly in my bed. When I woke up, My hat was gone. I looked at the Cat And sang a sad song. "My poor hat is no longer. I miss you very much. The Cat ate my hat As part of his lunch."