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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There lived an old lady On Widegulley Street Who owned a black cat With little white feet. One Halloween night, She formed a cute plan To dip the cat’s feet In black paint in a pan. With her fully black cat Tucked under her arm, She dressed as a witch, Complete with some charms. Out on her porch She stood waiting to greet All the girls and boys Who’d soon come trick-or-treat. From the old lady’s hands, The cat wiggled free, And fell to the ground, Then took off down the street. The cat sped on down Towards the end of the road, And on towards three boys Exiting their abode. The three boys were leaving To go trick-or-treat When they heard the patter Of the cat’s little feet. All three in the group Were all superstitious, So when they saw the cat, They treated him vicious. The three boys chased him And tugged on his tail. They grabbed him and caught him, And drug him to the well. They aimed to get rid Of this “evil” black cat By having one boy Throw it in with the bats. Before reaching the well, The cat scratched the kid’s arm, And the boy then dropped it In fear of more harm. The cat fled to a tree Where it ran up it quickly. All three boys followed, And looked up at him sickly. One of the boys Began up the oak, But he picked a wrong branch That was too thin and broke. He fell to the ground Right on his behind Then the cat leaped on down And shot to the curbside. The second boy bolted after On the soft, squishy ground Still wet from the rain With puddles all ‘round. He tripped on a root And tumbled on down Face down in a puddle And came up with a frown. The last child watched As the cat hurried on. Its feet splashed in a puddle And the black paint was gone. The young boy realized They’d wasted their time. Their night was near gone now Because of their crime. The cat scuttered home And up to his keeper, Where she picked him up And treated him sweeter. She took him inside And placed him in the floor, Then sat down with him After closing the door. In front of the fireplace, They both stayed and rested, Because on that night, Their fear had been tested. She was glad the cat was home, And he was glad to be there. Next Halloween night, Both of them would beware. 4/14/2018
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