My cat and I, we are both awkward and shy,
We're not good at conversations.
Females we don't like, they always hike,
The price of stimulus masturbations.
We hate bullshit and click-bait,
A bitch will always bait and switch.
Our assholes are sensitive to emotions,
On touch they'll happily twitch.
Plus we both eat cat food, it's really good,
I buy a whole stack at petsmart.
We both shit in a tray, during the day,
Our art is deprivation fart.
Dogs don't like beans, sometimes very mean,
But we throw the world a dog bone.
Me and my cat with down syndrome and fat,
Wallow in the miseries we own.
Our god is good, of egyptian priesthood,
And dance naked with us always.
We play with god's balls, in bedroom and halls,
We pray not to have dull boring days.
Our bank balance zero, imaginary our hero,
Who'll come back to get crucified again.
Being broke is how a poor bloke,
Can justify his chain of existential pain.
