Yesterday Small Z was in and out while I tried to work. She sang me a song she had made up, accompanying herself with Jeff Beck-like virtuosity on the guitar…

There’s no thunder again…
It started raining, started raining…
It started raining, started raining…
It started raining, started raining…

[fiddles with instrument *tuning*] And the rain started pittering pattering
Down on the other tigers and ligers
And it started thundering again
And raining…
And I went through the tiger door again*

[B: That’s a pretty good song!
She comes back for the encore…] And AGAAAAAAIN,
And AGAAAAIN!
And AGAAAAIN!
And AGAAAAIN!

[* the ‘tiger door’ is the cat flap in our back door]

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