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How you doin' Mr. Cat In the cockpit of the jet Are you hunting mice midair Or just flying for a dare?
Flying Cat removed his gear From the tower loud and clear Came the call: beware the track Mice are running wild in packs
At once the Pilot Cat took grip Clutched the yoke with claw and zip Diving low but holding tight From the clouds straight at the mice
But the crafty radar mice Saw the danger in a trice Reading feline battle plans Scampered off to safety’s hands
Whoosh! The Flying Cat swooped down Just above the runway ground Caught no mice yet meowed with grace Hey, you still win this round, ace...