My best friends are a motley crew,
Full of fur and tails and whiskers
With only one outfit to wear
Every day of their lives
They couldn’t be more different from me,
Liking things I have no interest in
With favourite pastimes like
Screaming at passersby
Chewing smelly bones
And toushie sniffing
With dreams of chasing squirrels
And eating dead mice
They terrorize the neighbourhood
And hog the sofas
Somehow we bridge gap
Between girl and beast,
Finding the middle ground
Somewhere deep in our hearts
Oh, how I love them!
My dearest friends
Full of love and life
So willing to share