The fat cat still snoozing
He never sees many rats running
Taking way cheese of gold
Because the fat cat isn't bold
The rats are turning brave
No more hiding in the holes
They come out in numbers
Putting marks on the cheese of gold
The sentry too follow
Leaving post to play mahjong
Shouting until voices turn mellow
The pong on the table sounding hollow
Still the fat cat snoozing
Face painting in colours
He still unawares of his losses
As the rats dance on his head
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