We brought home a kitty cat,
they said his name was "Ghuey".
Lazier than a hound dog
and n'er the worry.
Ghuey's got baby's momma
wrapped up deep in his spell.
Ghuey won't be faring around here so well.
She bought a screened in, baby stroller,
where he can lay down flat.
I'm the man with the wheels around here
So, I picked up momma's precious
and drove him to the turnaround.
Tossed Boy Wonder in some bushes
gunning my accelerator down.
With his ninth and final life,
a fisherman's wife, keeps him stocked
in fresh catch and boiled chickens...
There and thus I passed the torch to another
more deserving of serving
the domestic disaster
by the name of
Master Ghuey Charles Dickens...
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