Cat sits on a window ledge
Watchin’ birds zip by
Sittin’ right up on the edge
Knows they hate to fly

They will land, and he will slay
‘Cause they’re afraid of heights
Knows that if they had their way
They all would ride on kites

Here’s one now-he makes his bid
With one gigantic leap
Misses-and the bird is hid
And sings out cheep,cheep,cheep

Poor Tom, now he has found
The quickest way to get outside
He lays there stiff upon the ground
The birds pick at his hide