The cat has no cream..our skinny white cat! is wasting away. To-day! the trucks that used to bring the cream have no gasoline. They want us all on bicycles! so they take away the trucks, to make clean the air! But how does that help? and bicycles cannot bring the cream for too many cats. We shall have not so many cars, soon, and soon, we shall have no cats! Our poor skinny cat, has lost all his fat, he still has hair and that’s that! that’s all, his hair..the colour of cream. Maybe mamma mouse will share her milk..weeth heem, name is Kracker, Kracker the white cat. ~Folksongs, from Transylvania, USA