You say you’ve got to leave
as you’re walking out the door,
so what am I to believe?
I’m shaken to the core.
It’s not that I want you to stay,
in fact I don’t mind at all.
The longer you stay away,
the more I’ll have a ball.
So leave if you think you must
and know that I’ll be just fine
after all who can you trust
if not a mischievous feline?
Autumn Siders 