Pet Laughs: Listen To The Songs

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Should litter boxes be forgot; how could it slip your mind?

The stench is unbelievable; the fumes could make you blind.
For auld litter-time, my dear, we sing this festive rhyme, a tidy box o’litter mix, rejoice at Catmas time.

And sure ye’ll see how vile it is, for cats to spend their time, to dance among the pees and poos, ‘tis a crime ‘agin cat-kind.

For auld litter-time, my dear, we sing this festive rhyme, a tidy box o’litter mix, rejoice at Catmas time.

Our yowling ‘tis a sign my friend, this cruelty of thine, will drive us to relieve ourselves on yonder Catmas pine.
For auld litter-time, my dear, we sing this festive rhyme, a tidy box o’litter mix, rejoice at Catmas time.

And to avoid a hissy fit, our dainty paws must find,
a snow-white patch o’ litter mix, would surely be sublime.

For auld litter-time, my dear, we sing this festive rhyme, a tidy box o’litter mix, rejoice at Catmas time.

So take ye’ trusty scooper tool, and Sol that smells o’ pine, o make this box a worthy place for all feline behinds.

For auld litter-time, my dear, we sing this festive rhyme, a tidy box o’litter mix, rejoice at Catmas time.