How About a Ride
Steampunk cat and his flying contraption flew to I.O. Way
I looked up from Cedar Rapids and saw him that sky blue day.
How about a ride? I yelled to the steampunk cat who gave a wave.
Next thing I knew he was landing next to my friend Dave.
Dave was getting onboard when I finally got over there.
Can I get in too? I asked the Steampunk Cat, who had a haughty air
Just men, he said, honestly, I am not fond of women at all.
How can anyone be prejudiced against women? What gall!
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