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Parody of “Black Davey”, words and music by Cynthia McQuillin
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Black Tabby s drowsing on your favorite seat.
Dreaming of hunting. Dreaming of meat.
Wondering why fear and panic taste so sweet.
What kind of creature must torture to eat?
O pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?
I ve been to London to visit the queen.
Pussycat, pussycat, what did you do there?
I killed a mouse that was under her chair.
Her eyes were yellow, and flecked with bright green.
Her fur was soft, but her claws were so keen.
Cat food s expensive and the vet bills are obscene.
She s moved her bowels and left you to clean.
When food was cheaper, and your cat was young,
There were so many precious things that she had done.
But when she climbed up the new curtains you had hung,
Somehow her antics no longer seemed like fun.
You ve slaughtered chickens and fish at her demand.
You ve fed her everything, but only if it s canned.
Last time you tried to serve her food that she can t stand,
The new upholstery cost almost half a grand.