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Bedlam Cats
Cynthia McQuillin
Parody of traditional "Bedlam Boys"

Saw my tom a groomin' all on a' winters ev'nin'
So much hair had he swallowed there
And soon he was a' heavin'

Refrain:
Still I sing bonny cats. Bonny mad cats
Bedlam cats are Bonny
For they leap in the air and they haven't a care
And they sleep upon your tummy

I went downstairs to my kitchen
For to get them food one morning
But I nearly tripped and I sprained my hip
As around me they were swarmin'

Refrain

With a host of furious tabbies
Where of I am commander
With shots and pills to cure their ills
To the vet's office I wander

Refrain

Now I must lock my closet
Whenever I would travel
For they kneed their toes upon my cloths
All my sweaters they unravel

Refrain

At night like hosts of cattle
All across my room stampeding
With a thund'rous tread that would wake the dead
In their battles all unheeding

Refrain


Cheers
Nigel