When Ralphie met Fluffles,
Good God! The kerfuffles!
The room was meow snuffles,
All catnip and truffles.
The match was Cat/Dog,
But the search went amok,
And instead, it corrected itself,
To Cat/Hog.
Poor Fluffles had wanted a guy who could think,
But wound up with a guy who was all over pink,
Miss Fluffles was not very pleased with match makin',
Her claws wound up turning poor Ralphie to bacon.
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