As I stroke my cat with care
He waves his bushy tail through the air.
He turns his head and looks my way
And so I look upon him and say
‘O my precious cat so sweet,
Would you like a tasty treat?’
He looks at me and starts to shout
‘You listen here you over grown lout,
I already stole the treats while you were out,
So you can close your annoying snout
And while were talking about your face,
Go grow some fur, you fat disgrace’
I looked at my cat in disbelief
And became overcome with grief
‘I have lost the plot and gone insane’
‘No your not, your just a pain!’
And with those callous final words
The cat walked off to hunt some birds.
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