991 - Traveling Cat No.2 Poem by George Hunter

Mr. Tomcat, Why do you sit on my fence?
If you agree to leave I'll give you ten cents.
But no, you have to sit there all night long
Bombarding the air with your evening song.
Sometimes, when I don't know what else to do
I open the window and throw out a shoe.

I'll tell you what, if you agree to go
I'll finance you a trip to Chi-ca-go.
From there you can fly to a foreign land
Like Timbuktu or even Japan.
Someplace far away from here
And leave me alone while I drink my beer.

So that ornery cat flew over to Wales
Where he tasted their delicious dark brown ales.
Then on to Germany for their Oktoberfest
‘Cause everyone knows that their beers are best.
Then, if you want to know the facts,
To Mongolia to feast on some steaks from yaks.

To Tibet to visit some one-el lamas
He'd heard that they sold some cat's pajamas.
To Japan to dine on that famous dish
Fugu, that very poisonous puffer fish.
They'd prepared it well so he was all right
As he didn't want to go gently into the night.

He's almost ready to go back home
But first he wants to visit that cat house in Rome.
After a pleasant sojourn he flew back home
Having satisfied his need to roam.

Back to the fence I love so well
Howling and giving my master hell.
He says the noise is very appalling
But I know he enjoys my caterwauling
It's the one thing that I like to do.
WATCH OUT HERE COMES ANOTHER SHOE!