My Suicidal Cat

MY SUICIDAL CAT I'm sure I own some kind of suicide cat It challenges every dog that walks past Back arched up, fur raised up, it hisses Claws out with every dog it just misses Their owners tangled up in leads; gasp Howl; that's sure one hell of a fiery cat Worst to be, she is only just kitty sized But, boy; when she goes off, surprised Sat there at our front door; all demure With her lust for dogs; there is no cure Now, she is only let out after 10 o'clock So, to the poor doggies, she can't mock Indiana Shaw . . . : /