As I was throwin' pennies like wishes in a fountain
I heard two women talking 'bout their babies and recountin'
How one had lost a tooth already, giggling and merry
They joked about inflation for the stork and the Tooth Fairy
Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy'o
Whack for my mommy'o, there's
Whiskers in the jar
I chuckled when I saw a pillow lifted, and a penny
Being hurled across the bedroom, and replaced it with a twenty
I sighed with relief that my cats would never bleed me ---
But admitted there were times I rather wished I had a baby
Well later on that night, I drove home to my apartment
Was greeted by my kitties, and refilled their food and water
And there beside the feeding bowl was a whisker on the carpet
"Kind of like a baby tooth" I thought, and so I saved it
'Twas early the next morning, I placed upon the mantel
Another that I spotted watching "Sleepless in Seattle"
Before too long, the few had grown into a small collection
And I'll admit it's odd, but I regard them with affection
Some parents push their daughters in the carriages out strolling
And others take their sons to soccer, baseball or out bowling
But I shop for catnip, making sure that it's organic
And brag on my cats' cleverness with pride that is gigantic
When friends of mine come over and they see my jar of whiskers
I a**ured them it's not voodoo, and eventually they snicker
And when my cats are gone, and I'm beside myself all lonesome
That jar will come in handy for the day I want to clone them