You Gotta Listen
Hello. I don’t know who you are but me, I’m called Nellie. That’s what they call me anyway. They used to call me Nelson but I went five times to see that veterinary wearing the white coat, now they all call me Nellie. I think I’m supposed to be the ship’s cat.
Well I don’t wanna be the ship’s cat. The ship’s too small and it stinks, it stinks of grease and oil and sometimes I don’t even know what’s happening. I don’t think anyone on this ship knows what’s happening. The floor of this ship moves around too much, I get all wobbly on my legs and at first I got seasick, trust me, it’s not easy being a ship’s cat. My job is catch vermin and things like that but I don’t like vermin, I don’t even get paid no wages…
If you’re a cat and reading this then you seriously don’t wanna be the ship’s cat. Let me tell you why you don’t wanna be the ship’s cat…
