High atop my perch I lay
And think of murder every day

I think of murder day and night
And when I see the cat who’s white

The humans deign to let him in
And cater to his every whim

They think he’s nice and icky sweet
I want to kick him with my feet

He comes inside and eats my food
Which I believe is very rude

When I see that mouse he’s caught,
REDRUM fills my every thought

My warning hiss he does ignore
And enjoys my catnip on the floor

He bites and plays with all my toys
His stupid bell jingles with noise

He sits and sleeps while in my spot
It think it is some kind of plot

I want to bite and claw his face
And send him into outer space

I wish he would just go away
And leave me here alone to play

I would like to tell him that
He shouldn’t mess with Murder Cat