Carol Of The Bells
(from the Cat's View)
Lites on teh walls, Brite shiny balls,
Barks frum a mutt, doors slamming shut,
All lalalalala of my hyoomins running around like ants on teh ground
Merry merry merry merry Crispmous!
Merry merry merry merry Crispmouse!
W'erd mai mom go? Who's at the door?
Who's kid iz dat? You skerred teh cat!
All lala mai surrownding's is chanjin' Peepuls a-comin' in here R strange
Merry merry merry merry Crispmouse!
Merry merry merry merry Crispmouse!
Why iz a tree in side wit' me? Lookin' fur me?
All you will see iz end of me
All lalalala of mai li'l head is under bed
Merry merry merry merry Crispmouse!
Merry merry merry merry Crispmouse!
Not...com...ing...out.....
Nooooooo.
Belled the Kitteh
Kitteh cat walks, quiet cat stalks
Then teh tree tumbles down
B'cuz she quietly climbed on the presents
No one heard her in the front room
She was sneaking around
And that is why now you kin hear
Just like that, we belled the cat
No sneakin' 'round on us kitteh
No moar of that, sneaky cat.
We here your bells on the way!
(C) Mr. BobButtons 2011
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