Cats

Cats

Cats,
Yes, cats
Those fuzzy little creatures,
That chase rats

Cats,
Yes, cats
They always want to be,
Right where you're at

Soft like silk,
They try to drink your milk,
And they take up all the space,
On the window-sill

Step on their tails,
And they will scream,
Some days I think that having cats,
Is just a bad dream

Cats,
Yes, cats
They are graceful, they are insane,
Running through the house,
Like a freight train

Cats,
Yes, cats
Everything to them,
Is a sleeping bag

Bright eyed, bushy-tailed,
When you are not,
But oh, man, damn!
They sure do sleep a lot!

Scratching and biting,
Whatever they please,
Especially during summer,
When they get fleas

Cats,
Yes, cats
I've got five of them,
On my welcome mat

I heard this one thing,
And I know it's true,
You don't own a cat,
A cat owns YOU!

jlp August 11, 2008