From the Feline Majority

From the Feline Majority

All hail to the Chief, say amen if you please,
We finally elected a Blue-point Siamese!
And though we admit, we’ve some prides to appease,
We’re so proud of our new president!

Simon Prowl is the name of the cat you are sending
To the White House to curb all the government spending.
His plans for reducing the debt’s never-ending;
No question this cat’s heaven-sent.

We know you all claim that the canines were cheated.
In the recent election your dog was defeated,
But do bear in mind that the felines competed
By every demarcated rule.

You say it’s unfair to send cats ‘cross the stage
Just when Red Rover’s debate’s been engaged?
Did we tell him to chase? So then why be enraged?
Is it our fault he can’t keep his cool?

Now who wants a leader whose tail tells his mood,
Whose mind can be changed with a parcel of food,
Who also eats cat poops, now isn’t that crude!
Not to mention he drools and he pants!

The human crowds too were all in a lather.
As a matter of protest, they soon plan to gather;
We’ll address every point to stop all the blather
If you’ll only just give us a chance.

The presence of black cats you called quite suspicious;
How is it our fault that you’re superstitious?
For felines their turnout’s considered propitious,
So why would we send them away?

And as for the allergies some people had,
Don’t blame us cats; blame your moms and your dads!
That your sight was obstructed is really too bad,
But the swelling went down the next day.

Besides, listen people, you’ve had all these years;
By ten trillion dollars our book’s in arrears.
The time has arrived for a change, it appears,
And that’s why they voted us in.

So stand up and cheer you diverse population;
A cat is about to direct this good nation.
Let’s put paw in hand in one huge celebration
It’s time for our reign to begin!


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