Who dares try to take my toilet paper? I peed on the floor of the grocery store and made an old lady slip just to get there before her to get this. Note(just because humans are now super crazy and may believe it): That isn't true. It's not hard to get here, but it sounds more fun to the cat. What isn't fun is listening to you humans whine that you're bored or whatever. Most of you clearly aren't clever. Bored and safe at home or un-bored and dead, or causing someone else to be dead, because you roam. Hmmmm. And you are even so crazy that I can get away with using un-bored these days. Oh the craze.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Not a freak. Not a friend. Not a fly on the wall.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Not a date. Not a stalker. No one at all.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Only little old you and maybe the mailman too.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
No magic. No normal. Are you quite through?
What is this? What is this?
The new norm. The new way.
What is this? What is this?
Whine all you want, you are home to stay.
What is this? What is this?
A virus. A news update. A typical day.
What is this? What is this?
A repeat. A redo. Just you on replay.
When is it over? When is it done?
Go talk to rover. Actually, I will. He's more fun.
When is it over? When is it done?
Must you ask that to each and everyone.
When is it done? When is it over?
Switch and swap. Swap and switch.
When is it done? When is it over?
It ain't gonna change no matter how much you bitch.
What can I do? What can I do?
Maybe go in the corner and stare at a shoe.
What can I do? What can I do?
Maybe dip it in ketchup and begin to chew.
What can I do? What can I do?
Try not to choke on that tasty old shoe.
What can I do? What can I do?
If you get through one then try for two.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Voice to spare. Time to speak.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
No one at all. They aren't playing hide and seek.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Wish it and want it but still little old you.
Who goes there? Who goes there?
Not a soul. Not a car. Just you with no clue.
What? Puppy advertising? How did that get there? These really are strange times.
The cat has to poke fun at antsy humans. They are just too easy not to do it. It's like you are being asked to walk through glass while being shot at and attacked by hungry bears. Staying home is easy compared to many many things. And what is the point of having ass wipe if you have no food to eat and thus wouldn't use said ass wipe? Did brains go out the window too? Are you expecting this to get over with today? Tomorrow? Next week? I think you may have to realize for a while the world is up the creek. But then aliens could come down and cure it all for us. You never know.
Things still safe and sound at your show? Are you whining away? May not want to tell me as I'll make fun at my bay. And now that my poking fun has come to pass, I'll go back to napping inside with my little rhyming ass.
Who goes there has sure become rare.