Cat Knowledge
I fed the cat and shimmied out the door,
Suspecting there was danger in the air.
I met a man with no nose on the stair
Eating a green pear and an apple core,
And on the sidewalk, trying to restore
The balance of the urban landscape there,
A woman with black eyes and purple hair
Fed squirrels, munched on hazelnuts, and swore.
We all love squirrels, but the atmosphere
Has grown oppressive now. I turned and spat:
The woman looked a little like a bat,
The man with no nose may have had no ear,
And we were all controlled by spite and fear.
It might be too late now. Just ask the cat.
Suspecting there was danger in the air.
I met a man with no nose on the stair
Eating a green pear and an apple core,
And on the sidewalk, trying to restore
The balance of the urban landscape there,
A woman with black eyes and purple hair
Fed squirrels, munched on hazelnuts, and swore.
We all love squirrels, but the atmosphere
Has grown oppressive now. I turned and spat:
The woman looked a little like a bat,
The man with no nose may have had no ear,
And we were all controlled by spite and fear.
It might be too late now. Just ask the cat.
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