Cats Chorus Line

The cats were marching. Tap. Tap. Tap. Their claws a’clicking. Slap. Slap. Slap. Their mouths were meowing. Mew. Mew. Mew. He counted, there were seventy-two. They formed a chorus line of course. One came out naked riding a horse. They began eating. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. These cats were sure a lively bunch! The show was active and fun to watch. Those leg kicks of theirs were hot. hot. hot. Those cats were sensuous, sexy too. This cat dream my cat Shark’s waterloo!