When I was six, I knew every poem in that book by heart.
I have to confess, though, I'm not anywhere near as big a fan of the play as you are. My aunt took me to see it for my birthday when I was five, and I loved it, as any little girl would. So she took me back when I turned six. And seven. And eight. By ten it was starting to get old, and by the time I turned thirteen I had to beg my dad, "Please! Please tell her anything but CATS! I can't take it anymore!" So I think we went to see Miss Saigon. Which shocked the hell out of my aunt, because it's about prostitutes and suicide, and she's a nun.
It's a funny bit of personal trivia, though, that I've seen Cats eight times.
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I have to confess, though, I'm not anywhere near as big a fan of the play as you are. My aunt took me to see it for my birthday when I was five, and I loved it, as any little girl would. So she took me back when I turned six. And seven. And eight. By ten it was starting to get old, and by the time I turned thirteen I had to beg my dad, "Please! Please tell her anything but CATS! I can't take it anymore!" So I think we went to see Miss Saigon. Which shocked the hell out of my aunt, because it's about prostitutes and suicide, and she's a nun.
It's a funny bit of personal trivia, though, that I've seen Cats eight times.