Itten bitten little kitten
have a herringbone
trombone with righteous timbre
to play a caterwauling concert.
Though it takes a lot to laugh,
It takes a train to cry.
So don’t squash that dwarf,
hand me the pliers.
Not a cat but a textbook
on how to tune a piano,
not tune a fish.
The confuse a cat
railroad trestle catastrophe
has gone big bada boom
and the Chattanooga choo choo
will never chuga chug again
Now that the pump don’t work
cause the vandals stole the handle
So look out kitty in
the cats in the cradle
with the silver spoon
All watched over
by machines of loving grace
perched above us
in the catbird seat
reading up on foliables
for feline domesticus
as the textbooks say
with a cornucopia
of tuneziz that croonziz
and phrases that payziz
that can haziz chezzburgerziz
A Scroll Threw Life 