I ate a black cat
But, first I had to kill it with a bat
In Fact, the cat was black and fat
So, I ate a fat black cat
It tasted worst than a rotten vat
And, than a girl I met in a local chat
So, I ate a fat black cat that I killed with a bat
It was easier then pulling a rabbit out of a hat
If you ask me, I would rather eat a rat
But, the rat belongs to Pat
So, I wouldn’t betray Pat because he lent me the bat I used to kill the cat
So, I ate a fat black cat that I killed with a bat that belongs to Pat
Anyways, nevermind that
I don’t know how to dance so I sat when I was invited to a party thrown by Pat
So, I ate a fat black cat that I killed with a bat that belongs to Pat who invited to the party where I sat and I sow his rat
Sometimes I wish I was an acrobat
Or a fat diplomat who doesn’t eat cat
Or bureaucrat but not a Democrat
Because I don’t want anybody to think that I’m suggesting that a Democrat ate the cat that ate Pat’s rat that was invited to the party where I sat
So, to finalize this tit-for-tat
I lost track of what I was aiming at
So, I ate Pat who blamed for eating his rat that was eaten in the party where I sat. Because I’m a Democrat, I ate a fat black cat who acused me of eating his rat that dances like an acrobat but tasted more rotten than a rotten vat
So, I ate a fat black cat named Pat that I killed with a bat in the party where I sat
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