Mr. Cat

To hear that crazy old saying.
“It rains like cats and dogs.”
To think you came from above.
Nowhere else would explain.

Oh cat, where are you from?
I met you at my basement door.
Oddest is as oddest does.
For indeed, none other explanation be needed.

Mr. Cat, where ARE your clothes?
Heaven forgot to send?
No indeed, mine will not fit.
For tailored I must now find.

You meow like a dog.
Bark like a cat.
I dare say, and oddity indeed.
Wherefore ARE your catlike ears?

Clever is your every word?
Hold!
You talk?
An oddity you truly are!

Philosophy you have majored in.
Mr. cat what ARE you looking for?
A painting?
I have just the one.

Oh cat, to find you a sentimental type.
I have seen your collection.
Where did so many come from?
A friend you say?

Dear friendliest cat.
Where are you going?
To wander around the night?
Indeed, you truly are the oddest cat.




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Nya!