Don’t Ever Have A Cat
Don’t ever have a cat!
But why do I say that?
Well the reasons are really quite plain
Assuming that you’d like to remain sane
For they live their lives in their own way
And though sometimes they like to play
Or weave round your legs when they want feeding
(Or for anything else that they’re needing)
And they’ll sit on your lap and they’ll purr
And they’ll let you fondle their soft fur
I’m afraid I have to tell you this straight
They have some less appealing traits
Like when they wander off from the house
And come back dragging a mouse
Or sometimes it’s a shrew
Which they torment and they chew
And there’s nothing you can do
Or the bloody, headless rabbit on the mat
That’s what you get with a cat
Or else they come and collapse on the floor
After fighting the tom from next door
They don’t take up too much space
And you get used to having them about the place
But then one day they get into a mood
Fall ill, and go right off their food
Then there’s the long trips to the vet
With a feline that’s what you get
Before you know it they’re just wasting away
And finally they pass on one terrible day
It’s only then that you realise to your cost
Just how much you’ve lost
How you miss them being around
And their particular sound
How their affection had crept into your heart
How your world’s been torn apart
How the sense of loss can steal
All of the love you’d started to feel
It’s not worth it to have all of that
So don’t ever have a cat
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