The Fuzzy

Little fuzzy on the cat,
wait now where are you at?
Now where could that fuzzy have gone,
O’ my shirt it has landed on.

Fuzzy wuzzy on my shirt;
(this fuzzy might just be dirt)
fuzzy wuzzy go away,
fuzzy wuzzy you cannot stay.

Okay fuzzy now you must leave
you cannot stay here on my sleeve.
I will flick you away
so that you will not stay.

Now I can see; away you float,
so you can land on someone else’s coat.
Now I miss you fuzzy wuzzy,
but I can visit you on my skuzzy cuzzy.