The Cats
If you awake at sunset
You will hear them play,
A sound that’s so electric
It rocks the town away
The drums are beating steady
The bass is at a low
The guitar sends a shiver
From you spine and down below
They sit upon a balcony
Humming tunes away
Sometimes the sax just plays a part
Just like it has today
They call them Feline Frenzy
They never miss a beat
They are creatures of the night
By day they walk the street,
Rattling at your windows
Banging on the walls
Toes tapping up and down
With music that just calls
You may come across them
But many fail to look
The bass sitting behind the bins
The cat reading the music book
Sitting at the piano
Strumming on the bass
With what may be an accident?
It’s done with so much grace
But may just dismiss the thought
They think it is quite a lark
But can’t explain the noise they hear
Just shortly after dark
You feline dance’s quite the step
It shows you where it’s at
If you don’t see the signs my friend
They you don’t know your cat
So carefully watch your kitty
It will give you a hint or three
It shows you that it has the beat
And sings the melody
Dancing in the attic
Singing sweet each note
Swinging to the jazz
That they so cleverly wrote
And when you hear upon your roof
Or hear the applause of rats
Open your window and listen close
To the sound they call The Cats!
Copyright © Nadine Hof | Year Posted 2007
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