Slinking through the garden, looking for a meal.
Pouncing on a mouse or bug, depending how she feels.
Stray cat… free cat… living on the run.
Nothing bothers you today, life is so much fun.
Winter's quickly fading; spring is on its way.
For cats without a roof, and nary a place to stay,
The days of spring and sunshine bright,
Will fill your tummy and make things right.
So lose the blues you little stray.
The garden waits, come out to play.
Lose those thoughts of doom and dread.
That run like mice inside your head.
Life is easy when things are right.
Little stray kitty of black and white.
Life is good, it's all good news.
Black and white stray cat, sing the blues.~Jay Olson
