My Alphie is a vicious thing,
he has this complex … thinks he’s king.
He meets the mailman at the door
then frightens him down to his core.
When Alphie runs him up a tree,
he drops all letters instantly.
Then Alphie stands and stomps his paws.
The mailman grabs his phone to call.
The firemen quickly come from town,
move Alphie off to get him down.
The dog just sits and watches that
’cause he knows Alphie’s just a cat.
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