I know you missed your morning treats,
and lunch - you turned your nose right up.
That tin can food, it's not your thing,
but, look at me.  Just look at me!

If I were you, here's what I'd see:
no meat, just bones to choke you gone,
six whiskers stuck between your teeth,
a tail you'd spit out instantly.

You see just what I'm saying here?
If I were you, I'd raid the fridge.
Skip the veggies.  Grab the fish!
Make yourself a real dish.

So say we call it quits tonight.
We're starving now.  Think appetite! 
We find our feasts.  Oh, what a sight! 
We'll go on, now.  We'll make this right.

Right?