Tale Weaver – #313 – Finding Something Forgotten – February 4th

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The Cat finds his kite

The Cat in the Hat was somewhere brand new 
he didn’t know who lived there or lived there with who. 
He saw lots of toys and some stuff in the yard 
He tried to look inside, curtains made it hard. 

He thought that he’d knock on the door that’s bright red 
Perhaps they’d know him by the hat on his head 
Most people did know him for what he did wear 
He was famous to most, though he couldn’t care. 

So he walked up the walk and he stood nice and straight 
he walked up the steps and he closed the front gate 
He didn’t want pets that might live there to leave 
Most kids did have pets, or he’d like to believe. 

When all of a sudden from up on the roof 
A balloon went by flying, then popped with a Poof! 
Down to the ground a bright paper did float 
He bent down to get it and saw it’s a note. 

The note it was written in crayon and pen 
Was the writing he noticed from a little boy Ben? 
The note was so sweet that the Cat he did cry 
Ben had an old kite that the Cat used to fly. 

The Cat was so happy to get back his kite 
He smiled so big with his teeth white and bright. 
So Ben lived in this house that he just stopped by 
And now he and Ben watch their kites blow and fly.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry Cat in the Hat Fan fiction

Distracted: Your Daily Word Prompt

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The Cat in the Hat comes to play

The Cat in the Hat knew the mom would be mad 
if she saw all the toys and goodies he had. 
He tried to keep quiet and out of her way 
to keep her distracted was the way he could stay. 

He started with smiles and a proud, firm handshake 
His brow started sweating, she would know it was fake 
All he had to get by was this first “How d’ya do?” 
Then to get to the kids, just he and those two. 

So he started to walk on his back legs to show 
that he knew that his back was the rude way to go. 
The mother was pleased by the Cat’s gentle tone 
She was happy to leave the three of them all alone. 

The Cat took his bag and all the tricks he had found 
The comics and posters and the car with the sound 
He spread them all out on the rug in the room 
He had his own bag and could clean with his broom. 

The kids were so happy to see all his stuff 
He wondered if they thought there wasn’t enough.  
But for hours they played without one single fight 
A perfect fun day led to a quite tired night. 

©2021 CBialczak Poetry Fan Fiction