Tuesday, March 11, 2008

A Cat Named Joe
There's a cat named Joe and you wouldn't want to knowBut he thinks he'd like to be a HippopotamusAnd it sounds very strange, and he really wants to changeAnd in that way he's just like a lot of us
Oh, it wouldn't be so bad if he was certified as madBut he's not... he holds a normal conversationIt's just that within he's in a different kind of skinAnd it causes him a lot of botheration
An identity crisis in a bloke like thatHas got to get a high considerationAt times we're all like that, the hippo and the catAnd it can make for very strange conversation
You see, Joe can't swim... it's just not natural to himHe gets his fur wet and whiskers out of shapeAnd a hippo feels a dud unless he's wallowing in mudWith his big toothy mouth all agape
But you look into Joe's eyes and know he loves the shape and sizeOf his big, round cousin in the waterSo he sits by the river with his heart all a-quiverWanting what he really shouldn't oughta
An identity crisis in a bloke like thatHas got to get a high considerationAt times we're all like that, the hippo and the catI guess we'd sometimes like to change our situation.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't understand how any cat would want to be anything but a cat.

Unknown said...

Silly cat!