I just leave one door open or window
then you open the floodgates for cat's
I have no idea of their fascination
yet boy do they give me mighty headaches and frustrations  

I sit here in contemplation
and all I hear are the meowing of these critters
then next thing I know, there is one on my lap
purring and kneading my thighs
and oh my god there is one on my feet
no chance for freedom, I am in defeat

What's wrong with these cats
where do they all come from
my wife tells me don't worry
they know a ***** when they see one
and I wonder what does she mean
for it does sound rather obscene

I have no catnip in my pockets
no whiskers in my pants
but whatever is open
they come in the hundreds to prance


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris