Jack Cat
Would eat no fat
He’d also eat no lean
He only eats that Whiskers ‘meat’
That smells so damn obscene!
He always leaves some in the bowl
Some times he leaves a lot
Before too long,
My GOD the pong
And pass me the fly swat!
You have to clean the bowl each time
The smell is far too icky
We sling it in the bin outside
And maggots make you sicky.
What do they put in cat food,
That makes you want to chunder?
Is it really meat at all,
Or offal (off) I wonder.
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