Bia, sweet as honey, a girl so bright,
Asked for a book, just a tiny delight.
With paws so fluffy, soft and round,
And little claws that make no sound.
Whiskers as thin as a silken thread,
Coats for a nap on a cozy bed,
Eyes like beads, so shiny and bright,
Tails that dance with pure delight.
So I said to myself, "Don’t think twice,
Let’s make a book with Bia, and pussycats... nice!"
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