I Ate My Cat
It was a cold winter’s night
The logs in the fire burning bright
The stars shone brightly
Soft snow flakes tumbling to the ground
A peaceful evening, all in all
As I skinned the Cat
For a lovely winters’ stew
In the oven he baked
Whilst I peeled the potatoes
Pondering what wine goes well with cat
I settled on a nice merlot, tangy sweet
Savoring dinner, oh what a treat
The oven bell rung! Dinner was done
Shocked I was, I woke up with a start
My cat stared at me with curious eyes
The he turned into a Tiger
And its HE who ATE me!!!!!!!!!!
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