I have a joycat in my arms,
it purrs and spins the thread of joy.
Joycat, my joycat,
get me these things:
get me a golden ring
that says I’m happy;
get me a mirror
that says I’m beautiful,
get me a fan
that waves away my sinister thoughts.
Joycat, my joycat,
purr and spin me a bit more about my future.