“Big Shot”

« Big Shot »

Too big for his boots
The puss gave a cuss
He’d come a long way
To hear all this fuss

He’d brought them a bird
He’d found in a tree
And now a complaint
Of his cruelty !

Well, who ran the place ?
It was perfectly clear
He had the whiskers
He’d make them pay dear

He was going to be sick
In their favourite spot
That’s what you get
When you bug the Big Shot

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