I think cats & rats are some kind Of remote relatives Or pair of strange old Friends Just forgiven their own pretends: Two ears, one tail, and whiskers are the same. But they play strange game: - You’ll be my breakfast! - OK! They walk their ways, And everyone knows his place, You is runner, I’m your death – That’s because we altogether, Do not speak about peace, Don’t implore me on your knees, You’ll be there in my arms, I would not miss this chance Two ears, one tail, and whiskers are the same. They play strange game: - You’ll be my supper! OK?;)