A small rap by Bucky, which was interrupted, in one of the books, when he trips over his ridiculously large pants. Please excuse the bad rhyming and poor taste; he is, after all, just a cat (and I am, after all, an American, so please forgive my horrid sense of...whatever this is).
I don't walk, I strut: I'm hip.
Ya gotta admit it!
When Bucky Katt is in da house,
All you felines gotta shout!
Yowl for me,
meow for me,
shake your tail for me!
I'm smellin' like tuna, got bling on my paws.
I'm rockin' and crazy, and I ain't no dog.
No Satchel am I, no lil' kitty,
Occasionally I might vote for a Yankee…
(but just to tic off Rob, but he don't catch on!
Man, bein' sly and crafty a'int easy when
Surrounded by the likes o' you!)
I've got Frodo's 2002 memorized,
And I'll sparkle all yer eyes!
'Ich bin ein Moron' is me!
And I'm givin' all my speeches for ya'll to see!
I'ma Katt, ya'll know it!
And ya'll love me for it!
I look cute and cuddly, but don't you be fooled!
My fang tells it all: I'm ruthless, and cruel;
A killer.
I've hunted white mice, lice, birds, and tofu
Don't mess wid me,
I've got cat senses!
Don't try to clean me; don't try to change me,
Don't clip my claws or hold me back.
I like who I am,
I'm comfortable.
I know where I stand, and that's what mattas.
I'm a Katt, ya'll know it!
And ya'll love me for it!
And ya'll need t' do is…
GET FUZZY!
I have to say that, after reading this, it sounds better performed. I'll have to get my cat to do it…Bucky's on vacation. Tuna out!
