Black Feet
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
Copyright © Taylor Evans | Year Posted 2018
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