Wildcat

Concept & direction: AiVideoFun. Visual design & prompts:100% original. Al Tools: Pika, Midjourney, Gemini, Suno. Lyrics&Music: ‪@philosimot‬ Scotch Wildcat Blues I am a Scottish Wildcat Born in the highest, darkest Highlands Where the water bubbles clearest And the brave Scot skirls upon his pipes. The piercing sound of that device He surely borrowed from the wildcat's voice When, ready to mate, and only then content in pain, We raise our voices and begin to cry. We wildcats never let ourselves be seen Yet we spy out everthing – including What the brave Scotsman wears beneath his kilt His innate pipe and how it's built. We marvel that – up there at the bagpipes – He needs three, when Nature makes do with just one Though the game with the bagpipes would surely be dull If he had but a single bagpipe at his pipebag. A Scottish Wildcat loves not only the forest But the moor just as much Where the moorhens dwell – those are girls We not only tease, but also hurt. We startle them by giving a fright With spooky tales from the dark forest site Of icy winds and a cold even icier still And sing to them Purcell's COLD whenever we will. They cluck in horror – we get delighted The Human Scottish Wildcat Amuses itself at domestic pussycats In the civilized cities of human society. Then we let ring our Scottish Anthem: "My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, chasing rabbits, And moorhens, smaller beast, but not deer."