Seed of Fear: The Cat's Fiddle
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For: The seed of Fear Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Jami Patterson
August 4, 2025
The Seed of Fear: Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle/The cow jumped over the moon/The little dog laughed to see such a sight/And the dish ran away with the spoon.
The cat didn't give a diddly squat,
she played her fiddle non-stop,
accompanied by her kitten's song
they yowled from dusk till dawn
and the townsfolk never slept!
The fat old cow could not jump
even if she tried (which, of course, she didn't),
she gave no milk, nor cream for butter
so down the road she was sent
to Old Moon's Butchery and Deli.
The little dog is not the laughing sort~
with no sleep and no warm milk
it's no wonder his mood is foul,
he bit the hand that tried to feed him
dried up bits of moldy bread.
The spoon then decided it was all to much,
what with the noise and loss of proper table-setting~
with rules of etiquette in a shambles,
she took her matching dish
and ran away to Once Upon A Time.
The moral of the story is never give a cat a fiddle!
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2025
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