Maybe the cat ate a poisoned bat
Or one too many rats and just got fat
So fat it just sat
With being so fat maybe the cat was dead instead
Isn't that what Schrödinger said?
The cat could be alive or dead?
Just maybe the cat was bred and replaced with a younger retread?
But the cat being both alive and dead that just plays with my head
Open the box and look Maybe the cat's goose is cooked
maybe it's just there, reading a book
Does it Depend on how many times you look? Maybe it's turned into a chook?
Let's leave it locked and walk away. The cat could be a vicious stray
Safer to let someone run it through an x-ray, just leave the box alone today
Whether one cat or a pair, unconscious or aware, stone cold dead or feeling fair, one things for certain, there's a cat in there.
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