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Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat ran over his cat,
Blood and guts went flying,
Post Man Pat was crying,
Never seen a cat as flat as that.

Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat did C. P. Are on his cat,
The blood was flowing freely,
The cat had no chance really,
He had so badly bled he was quite dead.

Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat,
Post Man Pat held a funeral for his cat,
2 people came to mourn him,
One of them was snoring,
They really were quite glad that cat went splat.

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