An orange Maine Coon Cat, the size of two

I watch him bite and tackle his siblings

In a pet store terrarium, he was doing his thing

I picked up my film, and rushed straight to my house

And told all my friends, about this kitten I’d found

I told them of how, he was the King of all cats

A feline Mike Tyson, a muscle-bound brat

I brought him right home, he started raising hell

He pissed on my bedspread, God, did it smell

He tore up my furniture, he jumped in my food

I said to myself, there’s something wrong with this dude

I brought him to my store, he somehow got out

He ran to the Safeway, the meat section, no doubt

He tore up some steaks and some ground beef too

The store manager laughed and said I feel sorry for you

I took him on plane ride, to the lower 48

June 18, 1993 was the date

He was there for me, when Rod passed away

He’d just lost his daddy, but it was near me that he stayed

He grew old and handsome, this big red coon cat

But he was still the King, there’s no doubt about that

Although he lived to be just twelve years old

He still lives inside me, deep in my soul

A chunk of my heart, will forever ache

My Myka Tysohn, I’ll never replace

He’s been gone a year now, come the 6th of May

I still shed a tear, when I think of him to this day

He was my best friend, my companion, my buddy, my pet

No other animal will match this, I’ll bet

Forever and ever, no matter what’s going on

I’ll forever love, my Myka Tysohn