Puss Cat Puss Cat
There’s a cat on our street, she’s incredibly clean
She is long she is black and she’s terribly mean
She roars like a lion and purrs like a kitten
One look at her face and your bound to be smitten
With her bright golden eyes and a coat black as coal
She will lure you in, she will capture your soul
She’s a devil an angel all rolled into one
On the wide open road she is fast she is fun
In the city she knows how to slow down the pace
As she ambles down streets with such style and grace
Such a beautiful creature, a cat built to please
She’s my Jaguar car and I’m holding the keys
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2011
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