Tom - April 29, 2001

(c) April 29, 2001

I am not a pure breed
no tags or pedigree
I'm simply just the coolest cat
this town has ever seen

I don't need a license
the catcher can't catch me
I'm way to clever, sly, and smart
he can't get close you see

My eyes are so hypnotic
the buds fall from the trees
with just one look the lady cats
get weak down in the knees

No home is mine
I move from house to house
pay my rent by the day
by scaring up a mouse

Boys like me are hard to keep
we can't seem to settle down
perhaps when I get older
but for now I'll Tom around

by Ricky D. McKean

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