I sit here the sky so Grey
i wonder what kind of day it is going to be
their is this dead cat i can see
laying on the road
near me
it is so flat
that poor poor cat
it is starting to smell
it has a necklace with a bell
i wonder who cat it is,
where did it come from
i wonder what its name was;was it tom
why wont someone move it into a grave
it is dead it can't be saved
