Ultimate Striped Tom Cat
The striped Tom from the land of the river
Was hired by Channel Ten; the rule was, he’d better deliver.
In fog and sun, in heat that others could not abide.
That Tom came out, he did not hide.
He did the reporting of news every day.
He did not quiver, quake, or sway.
His fans were felines frisky and proud.
He’s on TV! They would purr real loud.
The beauty shop soon turned all their TVs on Ten,
For he was a cute Tom, virile, and loved by all of them.
In dreary weather, or the light of a very late moon.
Old Tom Cat would have those felines in a giant big swoon.
He was such a cock of the walk, so to speak
He was notoriously handsome, and he made felines squeak
He was all of that, and maybe even a bit more.
Until he returned home at night, at his mother’s front door.
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