I Wanna be a Siamese A Poem dedicated to the Blue-Eyed Kitties that done so much in so little time. this goes out to you Genghis/Gilbert!

I wanna Be a Siamese Because they Kick some ass I wanna be a Chinese And all that other jazz

Behold the Siamese, slender and the many

Who sail the seas with Junks of plenty

Their Leader, Ghengis, the Foulest of Chinese

Slayers of Growltiger, the Beast from the East.

Man, I wanna be a Siamese Not no Wanna-be Like Cassandra the Burmese I wanna be a Siamese Killin' kitties with simple ease!

Yeah, so I joined the army one day Never thought I'd make it, true I mean, being a Siamese. It's hard work with so little pay But what the Hell, it grew And, Dammit, I wanna be a Siamese!

Blue eyes, dark faces Man, we be kickin' some rump Sailing up and down the seas I'm gonna be a Siamese!

Siamese! Siamese! No Burmese! No Burmese!

So we're sailing along in our Junks When we find this barge Ghengis got us out of the bunks And when I saw it, DAMN, it's so large!

And Ghengis laughed and gave us the wager My pulse was high and paws trembled so That was none other than Growltiger The Terror of the Thames, d'oh!

So we snuck aboard, hearing their painful cries No one was attacking them yet?! But instead we came to realize That their cries was there duet!

We attacked, well, Ghengis did anyway Though it is sad that Griddlebone got away So then they fought, they being Growltiger and Ghengis With a 'ha ha ha haha' and a 'he he he hehe'

The fight was great! Ghengis one of course! We pushed the bastard off the Freight We had no remorse!

I wanna Be a Siamese Because they Kick some ass I wanna be a Chinese And all that other jazz

Behold the Siamese, slender and the many

Who sail the seas with Junks of plenty

Their Leader, Ghengis, the Foulest of Chinese

Slayers of Growltiger, the Beast from the East.