O Patchie! My Patchie!
O Patchie! My Patchie! How I love you
With your sweater screaming blue
Your black ears perked up
Waving your little black tail
O Patchie! My Patchie! How I love you
When you died in my arms that night
That was your last flight
So light, so weak you were
You weighed less than a bird
O Patchie! My Patchie! How I love you
I wrapped you in blankets
And cried until I was blue
I yelled, "Stay with me! I love you!"
Then you were gone
That was your last song
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