| The Old Gumbie Cat |
| I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots. Her coat is of the tabby kind, With tiger stripes and leopard spots. All day she sits beneath the stairs, or on the steps, or on the mat. She sits and sits and sits and sits... And thats what makes a Gumbie Cat, Thats what makes a Gumbie Cat! But... When the day's hustle and bustle is done, Then the Gumbie Cat's work has but hardly begun. When all the family's in bed and asleep, She tucks up her skirts to the basement to creep. She is deeply concerned with the ways of the mice: "Their behaviour's not good and their manners not nice!" So when she has got them lined up on the matting, She teaches them music, crocheting and tatting. I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots. The curtain cord she likes to wind, And tie it into Sailor Knots. She sits apon the window sill, or anything thats smooth and flat. She sits and sits and sits and sits, And thats what makes a Gumbie Cat, Thats what makes a Gumbie Cat! But... When the day's hustle and bustle is done, Then the Gumbie Cat's work has but hardly begun. She thinks that the cockroaches: "Just need employment" To prevent them from: "Idol and wonton destroyment." So she's formed from that lot of disorderly louse, A troop of well disciplined, helpful boyscouts! "With a purpose in life and a good deed to do!" And she's even created a Beetle's Tattoo! (Ahh! Ahh!) (Squads Salute!) For she's a jolly good fellow! "Thank you my dears!" |
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