My Wonder Woman isn’t particularly fond of a song I sometimes sing. Maybe it’s because it features her cat. . .
To the tune of “Muhammad Ali” (Float Like A Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee)
Catrina, Catrina the cat,
Floats like a butterball
‘Cos she is fat. . .
I don’t get it. What’s the problem?
I think I see the problem. 😀
Quick, Perri, what is it? Perspiring minds wanna know. . . *heh*