Hey fat cat
I wish you hadn’t shat
Right by the front door
This behaviour is really rather poor
For one provided with litter tray
Hey fat Cat
Why you such a twat?
Why don’t you go quench your thirst
Without me having to go first?
You’re a chicken shit for sure.
Hey fat cat
I know I can be a prat
Sleeping through your hunger like a whore.
No matter how many times you prod me with your paw.
I know I let you down.
Hey fat cat
Where the fuck is my hat?
I’m going out tonight can’t you see.
I ain’t got the time for stroking and singing to thee.
Because all I can see is me.
Hey fat cat
You really are quite fat
I think you need to get out more
And dance like a twat
Like me
? Petra Creffield 2007
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