Mickey is a cat who walks on his own
Doesn’t need a lantern, just freedom to roam
A man with a mission, a fan of the sun
A dreamer, a charmer, left a rough home
Made his own way, roughly hewn
A lover of life with romances strewn
A few broken hearts, some for him,
Some for the hers
He’s searching for someone
She’s out there, he’s sure
This loner is alone
His intentions pure
But he likes it that way
Better solo than stuck with someone
From whom you want to get away
He saunters down Main Street
A man with a mission
Nearly complete