The Tommy Rap

(The Antibiotic Mix).

This song was written by Nigel (Thomas's cat sitter) and details his adventures with Thomas one week when I was away on holiday. Thomas had developed a sore throat and wouldn't eat, so he had to have his antibiotics mixed with water and squirted into his mouth. He didn't enjoy this very much, but was better by the time I got back, so I never had to squirt him.

I was walking round the house one morning	So I walked up to my bowl
When I thought I heard a little noise.	And was hoping for some fish
There was a monster coming in the door	But I must be really stupid
but he hadn't brought me toys.	'Cause there was nothing in my dish
He put on mummy's apron	He grabbed me from behind
I thought he looked just like a perv	And I gave a little yelp
Then he produced a squirty thing	Before I knew it he had squirted me
Which I'm sure I don't deserve.	And it was too late to call for help!
We has a fight on the sofa	Well he got the better of me this time
And I clawed him on the bed	But I will not give in.
Then I shot outside to cry "murder"	when he comes round tomorrow
But remembered I'd not been fed!	I'll be hiding in the bin
	©Nigel Quin

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