MARCH 31, 2022NEWEPICAUTHOR

Jim is the host and gave us this picture and the word, cold. Here goes…

Poor, cold cat (Cat in the Hat fan fiction)

And now he was back. The Cat in the Hat
And even though cold, he ne’r worried bought that
He worried ‘bout green cheese and even green eggs
He worried ‘bout spiders and all of their legs
He came well prepared, that Cat in the Hat
He came with some bug spray and his big baseball bat
He told the kids stories that his pop told him
Even ‘bout working, which sometimes were grim
But he smiled and nodded to keep the mood light
Or else these two kids would end up in a fight
Then mom would be mad that the Cat came to call
She’d make him leave quick with his stories and all
She’d make him run far and tell him not to come back
‘Cause common sense manners their mom did not lack
She’d tell him to stay away far from her house
“I’ll call the police! You dirty old louse!”
So the cat kept on walking, even now in the snow
‘Cause home was the only place he knew to go. 

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