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Cathay

Cathay was the finest hiney
Her assets got sold every day
Though she was quite the fighter
She did not always have her way

Cathay one could not mimick
No, not Cathay.

Cathay was someone who had sisters.
Her garment rack got sold by the way
Though she hired private detectives
She could not find her things

Cathay participated in a program
To help her get her own life
She went to court, got her own name
Now she's someone else, a wife

Her parents named twenty children
All the same name illegally
It was too much for that courtroom
Which gave her back her dignity

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