Earo: sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Earo: my hearts’ in a knot and my thoughts drive me wild
Earo: I feel that my losing it all is at stake
Earo: and people appear inconceivably fake
Earo: fleeing this town is always a dare
Earo: but stealing this jeap just doesn’t seem fair
Earo: concluding that I'm in a bit of a rut
Earo: I cross in my stroll the path of a cat
Earo: "why are you saddened?" the kitty inquired
Earo: a moment like this is all I desired
Earo: and added between one a murmur and pur
Earo: "you'd be better off just stroking my fur"
Earo: so we stayed there together until it got late
Earo: by the time that we parted i was in a much better state!