Exasperated By Busy Body Cat

Roary Raccoon was dazzling in his orange banded witch’s hat. Are you now a warlock? Asked his nemesis, Mr. Busybody Cat.. Roary’s loud sigh was not enough hint for this big buffoon. Whose yowling is annoying every night next to the moon. I am a stylish raccoon, Roary informed him in his plain way. I can be an astronaut, physicist or physician any old day. This hat does not make me a warlock, you fuddy fiddle fee. Please take your busybody habits with you far away from me.