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Black cat in the window
looking at the world,
lickin' on its mittens,
its tail unfurled.
Watching every bird
in the yard fly by,
watching every cloud
drifting through the sky.

Dog on the doorstep
squinting in the sun,
waiting for its owner
to get the yard work done
while looking at the cat
in the window up above,
for chasing it 'round the yard
is all it's thinking of.

Squirrel in the oak tree
looking at the dog,
thinking about the acorns
it had buried 'neath a log
that lay not far from the window
that the cat was sitting in
whom the dog was looking at
waiting for the chase to begin.

Bird on the fence post
looking at the cat
who was now looking at the squirrel
that was now looking mighty fat
and who was staring at the dog
laying on the steps
still thinking about the cat
and plotting what was next.

The lady of the house
was petting the purring cat
who was now thinking about the bird
on the post where it sat.
The bird took a gander
at the squirrel and the dog
and made a straight beeline
for some worms beneath the log.

The squirrel in a panic
started dashing down the tree
to save its sacred acorns
in spite of the other three
who were now looking at each other
as the bird was swooping down
and a battle for worms and nuts
would be the best animal show around.

The cat arched its back
and went a-leaping on the floor
and the dog's hind legs 
were now rapping on the door,
while the squirrel in a blur
whizzed across the new-mowed lawn
and the bird was a-hoping
that the worms had not moved on.

The meowing from the cat
to be let out-of-doors
had set the dog a-barking
and was now up on all fours
ready to pounce on the squirrel
now digging for those nuts,
the cat was ready to join the fray
with no ifs, ands or buts.

The lady of the house
let the cat out the front
which then leapt at the digging bird
still on its fresh worm hunt
while the dog chased the squirrel
'round and 'round the tree
until it saw the cat come out.
O! What a sight to see!

So off the dog went
to get that big black cat,
and the squirrel was thinking how
to get its acorns back,
while the bird flew away,
a juicy worm in its beak,
and the dog and the cat
now running up and down the street.

The lady of the house
came running after the two
with bird and squirrel watching them
as along the street they flew,
one chasing another and the other
until back to the yard they went
the cat, the dog, the lady of the house
their energies now all spent.

The cat went back inside
and the dog back on the stoop,
the whole place turned upside down
like a fox in a chicken coop,
with the bird again on its post
and the squirrel on a limb up high,
both looking at the cat in the window
back to watching the world go by.

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