The Cat Poem
Cats go easy, cats are free
a cat: that`s what I want to be!
I`d sleep till 10 or half 11,
my daily mealtimes: 6 or 7,
if turkey, lamb, or fish and chicks:
I would play some nasty tricks.
I`d look quite hungry, can you see?
Eat one tin and get one free!
I couldn`t work, that would be fine.
I could never miss the Central Line,
and if my ex-wife phoned, I couldn`t say,
why 3 years ago, I stopped to pay!
I`d play that "look that sweetie pussy" show
life would mean: eat as you go!
I'd lay in the grass, I'd sit on a tree
'cause cats go easy, cats are free,
I'd jump on the table,a glass falls down,
I'd piss in the garden: seedlings drown,
and on the carpet: oh my dear! -
I'd leave a stinky souvenir,
and the best of all this action
would be that "cats do what they want!" reaction...
I`d wear no shoes, no shirts, no specs,
I would have never heard of Council tax
I`d loose no mobile, loose no key,
and if the television fee,
would ring the bell and claim a bill,
that wouldn`t thrill me,
honestly it's true!
Cause unlike you-
I wouldn`t have to hide the telly in the loo!
I wouldn`t care `bout politics,
unless they cover fish and chicks,
and if you`d ask me to select -
I mean, a politician to elect,
and ask me harsh to make my choice -
I`d shout out loud:
"Cat Stevens got my voice!
And if that neighbour from 33
would buy catfood (safeway, 19 p),
I would eat that cheap solution,
I`d wait 2 hours - sorry, back my pardon,
and give it back to him as contribution
to dung and s*** on his tomatoes in his garden!
Cats go easy,cats are free -
let`s keep the cats in you and me!