We have a new cat at our house
She couldn’t even catch a mouse
She doesn’t leap upon my knee
She doesn’t scratch to find a flea
She doesn’t eat meat and doesn’t eat fish
She doesn’t lap milk out from her dish
She doesn’t wander around in the flowers
Nor does she sleep on for hours and hours
She doesn’t mew and doesn’t moan
She’s an outside cat and made of stone
An end to this tale, this is the plan
She’s going to live at our Caravan