Somebody's Moggy by the side of the road

Somebody's pussy who forgot his highway code

Someone's favorite feline who ran clean out of luck

When he ran onto the road and tried to argue with a truck



Yesterday he purred and played in his pussy paradise

Decapitating tweetybirds and masticating mice

Now he's just 6 lbs of raw minced meat that don't smell very nice

He's nobody's Moggy now



Oh you who love your pussy be sure to keep him in

Don't let him argue with a truck the truck is bound to win

And upon the busy road don't let him play or frolic

If you do I'm warning you it could be CAT-ostrophic



If he plays out on the roadway I'm afraid that will be that

There'll be one last despairing MEOW and a sort of squelchy SPLAT

And your pussy will be slightly dead and very, very flat

He's nobody's Moggy

Just red and squashed and soggy

He's Nobody's Moggy now



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