Now Dibley’s our wee little cat,
And Molly’s the other, she’s fat.
Though not friends at the start,
They’ve now had change of heart,
So where one is the other is at.
Dibley is naughty for sure,
If something’s not right, it was her.
Molly seems innocent,
But her nature’s still bent,
She gets by on a wing and a purr.