Hey cat, don't eat my earbuds, they can't even look like your natural prey,
even if, when I shake my head, they move in a shiny, distracting way.
Hey cat, don't eat my power cord, it doesn't look like anything wild,
my electronics sure aren't safe, you grab them with sneakiness and guile.
Maybe you could chase a bird.
Maybe you could chase a mouse.
It's annoying what you've ruined.
It's annoying what you chase.
Can't you chew on some kibble?
Clean yourself on the couch?
Maybe play with a shoestring,
but don't knock over that vase!
Hey cat, don't eat my earbuds, they can't even look like your natural prey,
even if, when I shake my head, they move in a shiny, distracting way.
Hey cat, don't eat my power cord, it doesn't look like anything wild,
my electronics sure aren't safe, you grab them with sneakiness and guile.
Why do I keep you around here?
It's not because your nice.
It's not because your helpful.
You destroy my apartment.
You scratch up the chairs.
You eat all of the plants.
And lets not forget,
the avocado incident.
Hey cat, don't eat my earbuds, they can't even look like your natural prey,
even if, when I shake my head, they move in a shiny, distracting way.
Hey cat, don't eat my power cord, it doesn't look like anything wild,
my electronics sure aren't safe, you grab them with sneakiness and guile.
I thought today would be a good day to write something. So there it is, the big thoughts that go through my head. Inspired by an actual cat. Please feel free to add onto it, it seems like there should be a verse about blue corn chips, but I got hungry before I could write one.
3 comments:
I bet Susan Boyle will record it... or would you rather I ask Jennifer Hudson?
I can sing my own songs, thank you.
Personally I always felt bad for William Hung. But onionboy is right. He can definitely hold his own with singing!
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