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7/23/2024 for Nursery Rhymes Only Poetry Contest sponsored by Eve Roper
Pussycat, Where Have You Been?
Pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?
That I've been to London to see the queen?
Do you want that version I told your mom?
What went down was a much different scene
than the tale that kitten ate off my paw'm.
Pussycat, pussycat, tell me some more!
Well, sonny, it was just after the war.
I joined a circus as an acrobat,
flying high in the air - I sure could soar.
Some cats land on their feet. I fell flat.
Pussycat, pussycat, what happened next?
With four legs in a cast, man, was I vexed.
I needed ten shillings for catnip snacks.
So, I scratched my head fur. I was perplexed,
and took a job blowing a wailing sax.
Pussycat, pussycat, that sounds so cool!
Sure, it does, but I was a crazy fool,
and wound up with a catnip addiction.
I wish I had been good and stayed in school,
and not gone to jail with a conviction.
Pussycat, pussycat, don't make me cry!
Out of jail, I cleaned up, 'til I got high
from a weird mushroom from a white rabbit,
and then found out that unicorns can fly.
'Twas better, at least, than my old habit.
Pussycat, pussycat, you lost your mind!
I didn't know my front paws from my hind,
as I joined the cult of Morris the Cat.
Like a ball of yarn, my head would unwind
as my deprogrammer erased all that.
Pussycat, pussycat, tell me the truth!
It's not what I told your mom in her youth,
but, frankly, my kit, that was all just crap.
I'm done with tea - pour me gin and vermouth,
and then, if you please, I'll take a cat nap.
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