He walks by as he
Flips his tail in the air
Giving you notice
But doesn’t really care
In his world
He’s the King of Cool
Mess with him
You’ll end up under his rule
Better give him space
Cause he’s not afraid to take it
He can tussle with the best
And he doesn’t have to fake it
The lady cats all give him the eye
Except for the one called Sophie
Tonight, she’s his only aim
His cat’s ass trophy
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