John Rabuck:

Whose smell this is I think I know 

That Little Chapel cat called Mo 

He stalks the rooms, he hugs the chair 

And sometimes he will foul the air 

But we don't care, it's only fair 

'cause Mo belongs with those who share. 

Mary Anderson:

Moses supposes his toses are roses 

But Moses supposes erroneously 

For nobody's toeses are poses of roses 

As Moses supposes his to be

Erec Toso:

There once was a cat names Moses 

Who took time to smell the roses. 

He inhabited a chapel 

Where he learned how to grapple 

No longer the cowardly lion of Ozes 

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