Tweety Bird and Sylvester

I may be a little birdie
But I’m smarter then tat ol cat
He thinks I’m silly huh?
Well, we’ll fix tat

I try to fly around this house
But that ol tat comes out
But I can fly to my cage
What do you think about dat?

I saw him with the goldfish bowl
Dat poor little fishy didn’t have a chance
I watched him lick his face
Our owner thought he knocked it over
Can you believe dat?

He’s a sneaky ol tat
I’ve lived here longer than he
He’s never going to get me! Ha ha!
Ol Sylvester belongs in the sea

Just having fun! Ha ha!
© Joyce Ann Geyer 2008