There once was a cat named Crockett
Who ran around like a rocket.
His tongue, it is said
Was Raspberry red
And nokitty ever dared knock it.
The gist of the boy was not red.
He was orange from tail to his head.
And his tongue, it would seem
Was a big deal to him,
And we have to admit we sure likedit!
We know it was too soon, but love is quality, not quantity. Our purrs to The Ones You Left Behind...