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A Song for my kitty:
I love your little splotchy face, and your little chubby belly
For creating so much poop, your box isn't too smelly.
Kibble, ice cream, cheesy treats, and cardboard for dessert.
Sometimes you're cute and sleepy but you're always on alert.
Her name is Dweeil Zappa,
She's not in Sigma Kappa,
She loves to take a nappa
on your pill-ow, yeah.
If knocking bulbs off the tree sounds mighty appealing
Or staring at nothing for an hour at the ceiling
She'll snuggle and then bite you, like a kid in pre-school.
If you're willing to take the risk, then my kitty's super cool.
Maybe I should not write songs...
I love your little splotchy face, and your little chubby belly
For creating so much poop, your box isn't too smelly.
Kibble, ice cream, cheesy treats, and cardboard for dessert.
Sometimes you're cute and sleepy but you're always on alert.
Her name is Dweeil Zappa,
She's not in Sigma Kappa,
She loves to take a nappa
on your pill-ow, yeah.
If knocking bulbs off the tree sounds mighty appealing
Or staring at nothing for an hour at the ceiling
She'll snuggle and then bite you, like a kid in pre-school.
If you're willing to take the risk, then my kitty's super cool.
Maybe I should not write songs...