Garfield Secret Agent
Remember that cat named Garfield?
You know, that big ole lazy cat?
He slept all day, eatin' nothing but lasagna
Til he woke up one day fat
Well, did you know he was a secret agent?
Yep, he worked for the C. I. A
See, no one would ever suspect a cat
And they just wouldn't try to get away
He was a real cool cat, as cool cats go
Nothing like that fake, "James Bond"
See, Garfield traveled all over the world
Even to England, you know across the pond?
He had some real cool gadgets too
That was hidden inside his paws
That cat even had a death ray
But only if he extended his claws
They didn't have to pay him money either
Lasagna, was his only price
See, there's a reason, that's all he'd ever eat
Cause he was just to fat to catch mice
Garfield was also popular with the ladies
It was something about his tail
But, see, that wasn't the only reason
He'd share his lasagna as well
Well, that's my story, he's retired now
They say he just got too fat
But before I go, there's just one more thing
Do you like my drawing of a cat?
,,,=^..^=,,, Meow
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