I’d rather be a cat
Now there’s nothing wrong with that
Cats like to be looked after
Just like dogs as well
I could stretch and I could purr
When my owner strokes my fur
And wash myself
If ever I should smell
I would lick myself all over
And when I smelt of clover
I’d curl up and sit upon
My owner’s knee
Or I could lie out in the sun
And have a lot of fun
Playing with a ball of wool
Or string that’s just for me
Then when I’m tired of play
I’d simply turn my back and walk away
Making sure I’m back again
In time for tea.