New Force Of Nature

They say that there's a new force driving us on,
It's not really new - it's just been there all along;
all to do with 'wobbling,' don't we know about that,
It's rather like writing about that good old moving cat.

Now that cat has a good life rolling in the sun,
jumping on the bed when you're having some fun,
sleeping by the fire and lying on its plump back,
It wasn't bothered when you said you'd got the sack.

Listen puss, I'm the one who puts a roof over your head,
shortly, you may no longer be able to jump on my bed;
remember Charlie the Siamese who decided to go awol,
went over the river, where the baboons were dreadful.

We wonder about our lives and if we will really come again,
we should respect that puss because they have nine of them.