Cats are a creature of wild and fun
They play, then they are done
They sometimes sit on a mat
Some of them are fat
And some of them are flat
But they in the end, they are cat

They run all over and play with a ball
They crawl, they crawl, they crawl
When they are young they have lots of energy
Because they eat large amounts of celery
When they grow old they slowly fade away
They board the flight on the airway
But before they leave us
They leave us some kitten plus

They find a mate and make some more
They pass the generation on and on
The cat’s generation will never die
The mother of them all flies up to the sky
And so the cycle continues
They will never be any issues