I could be lying

I could be lying 

 When I am crying 

 I could be telling tails 

 Out of school 

 Playing fast 

With the rules 

 I could be, I could be 

 But what are the odds 

 That I'm a fraud? 

Well, that's a twist 

 You'll have to risk 

 If you want 

 To be close to me

And you'd better be ready 

 For an aroma quite heady 

 Coming from my poop 

And from my pee 

 I'll lick my fur 

 And I'll purr 

 As I scratch your furniture 

 'Cause I'm a cat, 

I'm a brat 

 (Some say twat, so there's that) 

 And you'll never 

 Ever Own me.