The cat cries at the back screen door

He thinks, What are you playing this sick game for?

I’ve just put the flea stuff all over his skin

Now he wants to go out instead of staying in

He rubs up against my leg,

His big, almond eyes are starting to beg

Oh, please, Oh, please, Won’t you let me out?

I can almost see his lips forming a pout

He meow meow meows in a pleading way

When all he wants to do is run about and play

Then he sits down to come up with an excuse

Probably thinking, This is animal abuse!

Just when I think he’s calmed down a bit

Soon he’s off on another fit

I can barely concentrate with him staring at me

All I can think is What a poor kitty

At last I hear a Ding! and the treatment is done

Now my flealess kitty can finally have some fun

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