Harry’s very proud of what’s beneath his tail

He presents it to me frequently - he’s definitely male

I avert my eyes but bet the ladies are impressed

I’d say in that department, our Harry has been blessed

 

He’s not going to like me though, he’s going to the vet

They’re going to take his tackle off – I haven’t told him yet

It’s such a big decision but they say you really should

To stop unwanted kittens - it’s for the greater good

 

Apparently Tom cats are more inclined to fight

And fraternise and fornicate with mollies of the night

They say that Toms are bullies, they say that Tom cats stray

And they make your house all stinky ‘cos they get an urge to spray

 

The vet says he’ll get over it (easy for her to say!)

She says there’s nothing to it - she does 20 ops a day

So I’ve made him an appointment, he’s going in at nine

I’m sure he’ll soon recover, I’m sure he will be fine

 

I feel like such a traitor though, will he lose his va-va voom?

Will he lose his youthful vigour and become all doom and gloom?

I hope he doesn’t hold a grudge, I hope he’ll soon forget

All about his pompoms and his visit to the vet