The Biscuit Maker's Dream

I was just a tabby, roaming down the street
Looking for a purpose, something good to eat
Then I saw the sign, it caught my eye
'Now Hiring Biscuit Maker', I let out a sigh

Oh, I can feel my heart race, breathing heavy now
I know I've found my calling, gonna make this vow
Gonna be the best darn biscuit maker in this town
Kneading dough and baking, gonna wear that crown

Fourteen bucks an hour, that's a fair deal
I'll put my paws to work, gonna make it real
Cranking out those biscuits, golden brown and flaky
Every batch a masterpiece, no one can shake me

From tabby to biscuit master, I'll rise to the top
Purring while I work, never gonna stop
Making biscuits is my passion, it's my one true dream
Gonna make it happen, gonna make the team

So if you're ever craving biscuits, come on by
Look for the tabby in the window, that's no lie
I'll be baking up a storm, living my dream
The Biscuit Maker's in the house, you'll see what I mean