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When I was three and in the sunThe m - the m that frightens me with her eyesTook the newborn kittens blind from seeingAnd put them down the outside lavvyAnd pulled the chainBut one got stuck and cried all nightCos we heard it on and onAnd then a man was called to take it outAnd it was dead - the others gone!When I was three.