I can never remember this first line:
Raindrops on roses, and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles, and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages tied up with string,
These are a few of my favorite things;
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudel,
Doorbell and sleighbells, and schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favorite things!
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters that melt into springs,
These are a few of my favorite things, ...
I was once again reminded of this song, when I was visiting the home of my friend who has the cat and the dog. The cat sat on my lap, and asked for pets; and I saw her whiskers, and I realized that I'm getting to the age where I do like these wacky things: I could do without raindrops, but the rest of the stuff come pretty close to my favorite things!
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