A song about a cat. LYRICZ Good Queen Humpfree last sat down, On the big red sofa. There’s no snow there’s only fluff, She looks like a Gofa. Brightly shone the moon that night, As she dug the garden. Wonder if she’ll ever die, She is deemed for stardom. Always grumpy always cross, She’s a little blighter. Someone always needs a cig, FABIO Solo: “Where’s the pissing Lighter!” She’s a big plump ball of fluff, Sitting by the fire. All she does is eat and sleep, Will she never Tire. LUCA SOLO: “Bring me fIsh and bring me milk, Cos I don’t like biscuits. Had enough with all you pratts, You’re all a bunch of misfits.” Up and down the stairs she runs, Like a little tiger. She’s so old she’s lost the plot, Just like miss macgyver. Yonder humpfree what does she, Purring like a fountain. Resting on the sun-shone bed, Like snowcaps on the mountain. PinPin Solo: “On her stripy tail I trod, When she wanted feeding. So she hissed and scratched my leg, Now it’s started bleeding.” Hillary Solo: Pips and Humpfree are best friends, Always sleep together, She will hiss and she will bite, So we don’t forget her. When there’s no one left in York, Maybe Ruth will buy her. We will always lover her so, She is our Messiah.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 21:30:00 +0000
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