|Black-as-can-be cats arrive a-pair, up on a rooftop, a plaintive eve, and on the tips of their pointed tails hung A wispy crescent-moon, looking hazy. "O-wah, good evening," "O-wah, good evening." "Waa, waa, waa."[*Infant crying] "O-wah, the man of this household is bedridden."
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