And now, ladies, gentlemen, nonbinary individuals and animals of all descriptions, KING/KONG Orange Anahuac presents the RoCKats, with their new lead singer….
TTT.: I’m interrupting this concert to announce that I have your youngest male step-kitten, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a The Cat fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by me). Since you seem to have forgotten our friendship, I’m going to send this message to you and your wife, Calculating Einstein Katt in an acrostic poem so you won’t forget what you need to do to get Ralph back.
T is for Tom,
That’s me
Ton the Tabbyyy
O is for Orange,
The color of my coat (as well as the name of the town where this concert is taking place)
Don’r forget
I am the G.O.A. T.
M is for maul,
What I’ll do to you
When we fight again,
Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a The Cat fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken.
T is for taken
That’s what happened to my belt
In the light heavy weight division
Of cat fighting that I helt
e is for HELLO!
You nonofficial ref
You didn’t check T.’s weight
He wasn’t quite as svelte
As he needed to be
To take my belt from me
E is for error
That’s what that scale you used does
Because T was not
In the (weight) class I was
T is for Triple T, that’s me
A is for awesome
Because I float like a bee
B is for the best there is
In the WACKO
light heavy weight division
I am the champ
Don’t give me
No derision
B is for beatdown
That’s what I’ll do to Ralph
If T doesn’t agree
To fight me in Belize
Y is for you’d better
Be prepared to fight
I want a rematch,
So don’t take this message light (ly)..
I have Ralph,
and I’m talking to you, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a The Cat fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken. The records show that you weighed 20.00000000000000000000000001 pounds during our cat fight for the light heavyweight cat fighting championship, and the limit is twenty pounds, or below. So, the belt you have for that division isn’t yours to keep, you overweight, overly confident fat cat! You owe me a rematch, so come out of retirement, fight like a grown tom cat, and give me the chance to take my belt back. That’s the only way I’ll let Ralph have his freedom.
I’ll see you in Belize. T.
Peace out, y’all.
Comments