BEASTAPUSS
(Clarke)

I want to talk about my cat
He wants to talk about his cat
So here’s a song about my cat

Chorus
Beastapuss Beastapuss Beasty Beastapuss
Purring little pillow with claws or a furry faced friend
But we prefer to call her Beastapuss

I’d like to tell a little tale about a furry faced friend of mine
And all the funny things she does and how she spends her time
Eating, sleeping, washing
And when she starts to wash she doesn’t ever seem to really want to stop
She scrubs her paws, her tail, her face, her side and then on top
Scrubbah dubbah rubbah fur clean off her face
Sandpaper tongue
Scrub abracadabra whiskers whisked away
But they will all grow back

Chorus

So now the sun reclines the day unwinds it’s time for all to head for bed
She’ll pad and paw and make some bread and curl up on my head
She’s my one and only furry purring night cap cat
Everything is fine for just about an hour or two
She stretches out her paws, her claws say scritch scratch you
Scrubbah dubbah rubbah razor claws comb my hair “Ouch”
And I scream ‘Scram!’ ‘abracadabra’ she disappears
But she will always come back

Chorus

And then one day
She went away
Where was going
She wouldn’t say
Come back Beastapuss
Come back Beastie come back Puss
Come back stay with us