Frampton

There’s a Frampton in the house,

He’s the bane of any mouse,

But he’d love to dine on grouse.

Oh yeah.

There’s a Frampton on the prowl,

And he’d love to catch a fowl,

He might even bag an owl.

Oh yeah.

There’s a Frampton on the lawn,

He’s been chasing gnats since dawn,

Now it might be time to yawn.

Oh yeah.

Frampton plops and looks quite funny,

As he rolls to show his tummy,

But he thinks your hand tastes yummy.

Oh yeah.

Frampton starts to think of dinner,

Plates of tuna fish that glimmer,

He’s not getting any thinner.

Oh yeah.

There’s a Frampton on the sofa,

He’s becoming quite a loafer,

But he dreams of catching gopher.

Oh yeah.

There’s a Frampton on the bed,

He is sleepy and well fed,

Has all this praise gone to his head?

Oh yeah.

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