When you have a secret, it should never be told,
Cause you made a promise that you must uphold;
Promising never to utter a word,
Not one single syllable to ever be heard;
And telling that secret is like breaking a tie,
It is even worse than telling a lie;
Once you let the cat out of the bag, you can’t win,
Cause letting it out is easier than putting it back in!
~For Constance's Cat Woman Contest~
Has the mouse now left the house
Or has the cat attacked?
As now it’s quiet in the night
And I wish to go for snack
But, there on counter is the sign
The mouse was not too far
In fact I see the darned critter
Behind that mason jar
It looks so huge, but so deceived
Enlarged through looking glass
Oh, come on cat, get off your butt
Before I kick you in the …wait
I think it’s gone, yes from this world
It lay there ever still
I’ll go and clean it up, just now
While now I have the will
But, there a twitch, oh my it moved
I think it’s still alive
I cannot move any closer to it
Until I’m sure it died
But then I’d feel so evil
I cannot see it pass
I must go save the little guy
Before the cat gets it, at last
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