And I’m top-rope of the Lazy J—
Hi! kitty cat, you’re ours!”
That lion licked his paw so brown
And dreamed soft dreams of veal—
And then the circlin’ loop sung down
And roped him ’round his meal.
He yowled quick fury to the world
Till all the hills yelled back;
The top-hawse gave a snort and whirled
And Bob caught up the slack.