The Left Cat

The cat on the left Is no better than the cat on the right And the cat in the west Knows that west is just a spatially relative side There are North cats, East cats Cats down South And in the center? Cats And they all just meow the same It's a cat kind of game I have a friend She's a cat And she told me, we do not wonder if we're doing good If we're behaving the way cats should We're just chasing the pigeons in the park When they're playing by the woods And when I turn the corner, oh, I know There's the left cat. The left cat The cat on the left Is no better than the cat on the right And the cat in the west Knows that west is just a spatially relative side The cat on the left Is no better than the cat on the right And the cat in the west Knows that west is just a spatially relative side The cat on the left Is no better than the cat on the right And the cat in the west Knows that west is just a spatially relative side