miss chic and her cat serene
Miss Chic and her cat Serene
tried to pretend they were in no ways mean
I knew they were evil, but this I could not prove
I merely stayed away from their parlor and groove
There was a feeling that prisoners they do not take
They quite possibly eat their enemies with their steak
I tiptoed past them, terrified by these two
I rarely have feelings this distinct or blue.
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