If I was not me,
I think I'd be a cat,
And wander 'bout the place,
And that would just be that.

Lying in the sun,
Sleeping all day long,
Chasing birds around,
And silencing their song.

As long as i had food,
And water in my bowl,
It wouldn't bother me,
That I have no matching soul.

But such a silly thing,
Simply cannot be,
For the life of a cat,
Is far too good for me.