My Cat
I hate my cat, I’ll tell you why
He always tries to make me cry
He ripped my hat, he bit my toe
He hit me with a garden hoe
He wrecked my car, he sold my house
He made me eat a putrid mouse.
But now I know I’ll teach that cat
I’ll teach him not to mess with that
Or this or that or other stuff
I’ll teach that little ball of fluff….
Um, now I better run and hide
Here comes a tank with my cat inside.
Rob Vlock 