Cat Shack Alley Cat Musicians

The accordion is my instrument of choice.
This was stated by striped blue cat Joyce.
My brother Adley is on the cymbals, nice and loud.
Cousin Zaney plays the violin, he has a classical crowd.

I asked, What kind of music do you like the best? 
Bluegrass, rock and roll, classical and all the rest.
We are bongo playing cats too, said my friend Joyce.
Come on down to the Cat Shack Alley and we’ll give you your choice.

So I went to the Cat Shack Alley where they were grooving.
My hips and my feet never could stop moving.
I was dancing up a storm, landing on a table top.
The diners there finally had to beg me to stop.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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