Under the Table

I have tom cat
He is my friend.
And when I look at him
Im really very glad.

Because his eyes
Are bright and nice.
Because he hasnt any fleas
And any lice.

He flows his tail
He is really male.
But when I pool his tail
I listen loudly yell.

He doesnt pat
That his a fat
I often put him at the back
Against I had.

He lives with me
Under the table
And I can see
Under the table
How does he go
Under the table
By near me.

But why my wife
Under the table
Doesnt like this life
Under the table
And every night
She has afraid.

I have tom dog
He doesnt smoke.
Some time hes bad mood
But after twelve oclock.

He likes to sing
And dancing swing.
And every evening going with me
To take a drink.

He likes a flesh
But when its fresh.
And when I give it him
He makes a marry splash.

I scratch his pile
Once in a mile.
He lives behinds and I can see
Hes coming smile.

He lives with me
Under the table
And I can see
Under the table
How does he go
Under the table
By near me.

But why my wife
Under the table
Doesnt like this life
Under the table
And every night
She has afraid.

I have she horse
Her name is Rose.
She lies at bed
And looks at me with horse cross

And all the days
She nice and nice
Because she dreams all time
When she will be in rise.

I comp her dressed
From east to west
She doesnt like it,
But I do it for the best.

Shes eating hay
And Milky Way
And she is blooming
Like a rose from day to day.

She lives with me
Under the table
And I can see
Under the table
How does she go
Under the table
By near me.

But why my wife
Under the table
Doesnt like this life
Under the table
And every night
She has afraid.