True Art

From Zoolatry of course.
Ann says it's sung "loosely" (very loosely) to the tune of the Soliloquy from Carousel, also sometimes called "My Boy Bill"...

My Boy Bob
I will see that his home is the best.
My Boy Bob
he'll be treated quite well, and
whenever he wants - he will rest.
With his orange gold stripes,
and his head held high,
And his paws planted firm on the ground.
You won't see a cat - dare to try,
to toss him or boss him around!

He's My Boy Bob...
now, quiet please -
and hush, not a sound!
From Jeannie, nor Isis, nor Ro-meo.
Not Babe and not Summer... No, oh No!

No one will boss Bob around!
No, no one will boss Bob around...
if he wakes up, that is...