A Bit of Fun

This is a song parody I penned last year, to the tune of the old Elton John song "Daniel." 

Those of us who have graciously been allowed by cats to live in their houses (well, that's the cats' story) know that the furry felines will deny all knowledge of feeding or other essential care from their pet humans if the cats believe that they can deceive their humans into feeding them. This is one example of typical cat spiel.

The cats say they're starving

and we just don't care

Moonshadow says they've not eaten

in living memory. . . .

Oh, and he should know;

he's starved long enough

Never fed or petted:

boy, they have it so rough

Their coats are all shiny

with neglect;

the few times we feed them, it's that

dry cat food drek –

bleah! – and it's no wonder

they hork up that stuff

Never fed or petted:

boy, they have it so rough

Oh – oh – oh

Horribilific!

It's a dish with no food

so they still feel the pangs

of that blackest of moods;

They turned their heads

and they see want instead

of something they can eat

[They're sleek from starvation. . . .]

Oh – oh – oh

Horribilific!

It's a dish with no food

so they still feel the pangs

of that blackest of moods;

They turned their heads

and they see want instead

of something they can eat

[They're sleek from starvation. . . .]

The cats say they're starving

and we just don't care

Moonshadow says they've not eaten

in living memory. . . .

Oh, and he should know;

he's starved long enough

Never fed or petted:

boy, they have it so rough

Never fed or petted:

boy, they have it so rough. . . .