I opened up SUNO at half past two, Said, “Cat, I’m writing a song that’s new.” He jumped on my keyboard, knocked over my tea, And said, “Your first big problem is obviously me.” I said, “Buddy, I need a catchy hook.” He stretched out proudly and gave me a look. “Write about my whiskers, my royal command, And how I’m the greatest cat in the land.” Me and my cat are making a chart-top tune, With a laptop, some snacks, and a glowing moon. I write the lyrics, he naps on the chair, Then wakes up and claims he wrote the whole thing there. SUNO makes the music, we bring the fame, My cat takes the credit and signs his name. If this song goes viral, I already know why— He’s got nine lives and a marketing guy. I asked, “What genre should we try today?” He said, “Something fancy with a dramatic meow-ay.” I said, “Pop? Rock? Maybe something chill?” He said, “A song about tuna would probably thrill.” I typed in a prompt with a serious face, He walked across it and changed the whole place. Now the song has a beat and a purring guitar, And somehow my cat is the featured star. “Should we add a bridge?” I asked with pride. My cat rolled over and showed me his side. I said, “That’s not advice, that’s just a nap.” He said, “Exactly. That’s my creative process, human cat.” Me and my cat are the songwriting team, Living the musical internet dream. I bring the ideas, he brings the fur, And every great melody starts with a purr. So if you hear our song playing someday, Don’t be surprised if the cat gets the pay. I’ll write the chorus, he’ll take the applause— That’s life with a feline who thinks he’s the boss. SUNO, make it loud, make it bright, My cat says this masterpiece is purr-fect tonight. I asked for a song… he asked for a treat. Honestly, that’s a pretty fair deal to meet.
