Cat Nose

Cat Nose had whiskers that could not be overlooked. But her friends wanted her hitched, married and hooked. They asked her to wear her mask, if she went on a date. They cautioned her to not eat; or she would seal her fate. She had plenty of suitors, but when the mask came off. The men excused themselves with a summer cough. They were gone in seconds, for they did not like that face. We told her to keep on that mask, and do it with grace. But I am Cat Nose, she argued, whiskers are fine. We did not think so, but she walked a fine line. She finally met a man who liked whiskers on his gal. But politics was a contention with this fellow, Al. So Cat Nose remained single, her whole life through. A woman with whiskers, but what could we do? Men do not like whiskers on their women folk. So frankly, Cat Nose never had any matrimonial hope.