In a shadowy alley,  
Saber rocked out, so rally.  
Her whiskers twitched with flair,  
Electric riffs filled the air.  
Pigeons flew with a fright,  
As she hit that high note right.  

Arnold thumped on his drums,  
Trash can lids made the hums.  
Pizza boxes flew high,  
As he jammed with a sigh.  
Feline beats on display,  
Dancing raccoons joined the fray.  

"Meow-sic to My Ears,"  
Echoed loud through the years.  
In this alley so bright,  
Rock 'n' roll took to flight.  
No limits, no good taste,  
Just a party, no haste!  

Poem/Lyrics By: Karri Levens