My Cat

My cat can talk,
I bet you didn't know,
When I tell him he's been rude,
He says it isn't so.
He's a philosopher too,
He sits around
With nothing to do,
And when I question him
About his immorality,
He says that is the only
Way for a cat to be.
I tell you, he is snide,
His lack of morals
He can't hide,
And because he couldn't
Stop his prowling,
I had to get him neutered,
To stop his howling.
So now my cat is civil
As he can be.
And now that I've fixed my cat,
I wonder what people say,
About me.

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