(inspired by an old post from
betnoir's journal.)
There are three cats who live right here
and my rank was numbered three.
Then came the day the basket dropped
and the whole world changed for me.
The holes on it too small for paws
but still large enough to see,
so I am safe from others' claws
but they are not safe from me.
Clankity Clank!
I am a tank!
An in-vuln-er-a-ble kitty.
Clankity Clank!
Yes, I'm a tank!
Now the other cats are scared of me.
I shoved my cage around the house
and the other cats were quite awed.
Now I'm the cat - they are the mouse.
Because I'm safe from being clawed.
Clankity Clank!
I am a tank!
An in-vuln-er-a-ble kitty.
Clankity Clank!
Yes, I'm a tank!
Now the other cats are scared of me.
It's time to eat, and I want fish.
Pushing a basket is quite hard play
But I'm blocked from my dinner dish!
Will someone take this thing away?
Clankity Clank!
I am a tank!
And a very hungry kitty.
Clankity Clank!
Yes, I'm a tank!
Can you take this thing off of me?
Mew?