I’m in strife,

the worst in me life

an’ all ‘cause of that darned ol’ cat.

Mother said, “Feed it.”

I said, “Don’t need it

anyone can see it’s too fat.”

Then mum got real mad,

 an’ that’s pretty bad.

So I took out it’s food like she told me.

Then, while it ate,

I slammed it’s tail in the gate

the stupid thing howled like a banshee.

Mum said I was cruel,

an’ some kind of fool

an’ picked up the strap to come whack me.

It was a good time to blow,

so I hit the toe

with nobody else there to back me.

Now I’m all alone,

afraid to go home.

If I run away she’ll regret it.

But, it’s not such a crime,

with a little more time

an’ a big bit of luck…. she’ll forget it.