Brat For Supper
Johnny Brat figures out quickly
How to get the best results
When tossing animals in the air
You grab the tail while spinning it
Just ask kitty. He knows well.
Finding the proper trajectory is crucial for missiles
Creating a vortex of momentum is important as well
An unpleasant experience is guaranteed upon release
The family cat is about to find out what is displeasing
Dragging old bones across the floor to the kitchen
The cranky old witch watches from the window
With one hump or two protruding from her back
Propped up on a crooked stick, gazing out at the cat
In a state of distress in mid flight as you might expect
The old crow is too old to fly a broom
But she makes wonderful meals of youths
Counting calories because of her weight
But don’t count her out just yet
Through a glass darkly she sees a brat in action
Watching out as her kitty cat gets tossed about
The old hag grows hungry for a solution
A cauldron is ready with wood and coal
Awaits for what comes next down in the soul
Old witches chew gum with no flavor and no teeth
With the same fervor as with a nasty child
One makes bubbles, the other, trouble
Will it be stew or soup this time
Looks like we are having brat again for supper
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2020
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