Proud Cats
Look at their face, they are so proud
and it’s their grace, that makes them so loud
It is their place, for us not to crowd
so let us fight, for their land not to be ploughed
There is something going on, in their habitat
it might not be long, before they can’t climb a tree
They need their territory, to not live like a rat
this is their jungle, that sets them free
They are independent, and one hell of a cat
so let us be one, so we all can agree
that this is not on, for us to of sat
let’s set them free, so they are able to glee
Just like a god, they are king of the jungle
they like to be wild, and not made humble
With their freedom, they love to roam
so let them be free, in their great home
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