There is a Philly Tom-Cat, That I used to Know, A Philly Tom-Cat, That would strut, with a show, His Name, Was John-Cat Street, And he was Black, as the Night, And he Superseded, Jew Pit-Bull Rendell, without so much as a Fight. This Black Cat was Agile, This Black Cat was Weary. The Black Cat sided with the Gays, And ordered the Boyscouts, to Vacate, for the Faeries, But Theo, the Poet, Knew John Street's Bitch ass Son, Hakim was a bitch, and perhaps a lesser man would've won. Kindergarten is weird, if you are white, when everyone is black, But it sure is fun, If you can give, the politician's Son, A Smack! Fuck Hakim, He Cried for no Reason, Fuck Hakim, I commited no treason. But I will tell you one thing, That Theo did do, Amazing, I will tell you one tale, Where Theo, Was Blazing, In 2004, The Mayoral Race was Street vs Katz, .........................\.\ ............................... ................................... .............................