My cat went out a'hunting
he did not know I saw
He strolled into the cool wet woods
He dainty set his paw
Beneath his bulk and crouched all tense
His prey was unaware
He gathered all his power
And launched into the air
Fat furry feline, silly cat
your dinner bowl sits full
And yet you hunt in red delight
you rend and tear and pull
And bring me feathers, beak and head
the rest you gobble down
You do not need to hunt, you know
I buy your food in town.
I guess you hunt because you must
Cause nature built a cat
to spring for speed with claws unsheathed
Nothing wrong with that
My nature too, I can't deny
Though I have tried, God knows
To love the daffodill I hold
And yet I love the rose
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