Cats Are
Cats are made of cat.
Cats are made of cat!
It’s bizarre
That they are
But cats are
Made of cat.
They say you are
What you eat
But a cat
Is no cat’s meat.
They don’t eat cats for lunch.
They
Just
Don’t
Munch!
(on each other)
Cats are made of cat
Though there’s no cats crammed in them at all
It still is fair to call
The things inside
Pure cat!
Cats are made of cat
Cats are made of cat!
It’s bizarre
That they are
But cats are
Made of cat.
Meow!
Saturday, January 22nd, 2005 @ 12:01 am 
Hitherby, Legends, Poetry, Lyrics, Doggerel, and Imitations of Dr. Seuss, Under Construction - The Hitherby Cookbook
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November 30th, -0001 at 12:00 am
So uh.. do cats taste like chicken?
November 30th, -0001 at 12:00 am
On that note, I’m going to go bother my own cat. (Because that’s what they’re there for.)
November 30th, -0001 at 12:00 am
Funny, I actually looked at my cat while clicking this link.
As to the question to how cat tastes: I could ask my mother,
she ate one during the last war, many decades ago, but
I don’t want to bring back bad memories.
November 30th, -0001 at 12:00 am
Is there a tune to go along with this post, I wonder?
November 30th, -0001 at 12:00 am
I’ve read that the cats of St. Petersburg are interesting to geneticists studying the evolution of cats in different European cities, as the entire current population post-dates the war. Guess why.