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The Cats

If you awake at sunset You will hear them play, A sound that’s so electric It rocks the town away The drums are beating steady The bass is at a low The guitar sends a shiver From you spine and down below They sit upon a balcony Humming tunes away Sometimes the sax just plays a part Just like it has today They call them Feline Frenzy They never miss a beat They are creatures of the night By day they walk the street, Rattling at your windows Banging on the walls Toes tapping up and down With music that just calls You may come across them But many fail to look The bass sitting behind the bins The cat reading the music book Sitting at the piano Strumming on the bass With what may be an accident? It’s done with so much grace But may just dismiss the thought They think it is quite a lark But can’t explain the noise they hear Just shortly after dark You feline dance’s quite the step It shows you where it’s at If you don’t see the signs my friend They you don’t know your cat So carefully watch your kitty It will give you a hint or three It shows you that it has the beat And sings the melody Dancing in the attic Singing sweet each note Swinging to the jazz That they so cleverly wrote And when you hear upon your roof Or hear the applause of rats Open your window and listen close To the sound they call The Cats!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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